As I walked up the parade ground
I heard my fair Louise1.
Ah! She cried so, she shed tears
for having lost her dear lover.
Don't you cry, charming Louise
for in six months I will be back.
I will be back from my campaign
I will will be back to marry you.
And when the child will be born,
you'll give him my name.
I am Louis, the brazen one
I am a flippant lad.
As I walked up the parade ground
I heard my fair Louise.
Ah! She cried so, she shed tears
for having lost her dear lover.
1. Louison is an affectionate diminutive of Louise