La ballade nord-irlandaise [English translation]

I wanted to plant an orange tree

Right where the song stated we wouldn't see any,

Right where the trees have borne

But unpinned grenades.

Up to Derry, my beloved city,

I've sailed my boat,

There I told the men who were fighting

I've come to plant an orange tree...

Let's have a drink, let's go fishing,

No war can ever last

When beer and friendship

And music make us sing.

Kill your gods forever,

Love can't stand no cross.

It is men, not priests,

Who grow orange trees.

I wanted to plant an orange tree

Right where the song stated we wouldn't see any,

It has blossomed and borne

The sweet fruits of freedom.