Le chasseur [English translation]

It was five o'clock in the morning

We moved through the marsh

Covered in fog (or mist)

I had my rifle in my hands

A passerine takes flight from afar

The eager dogs walked ahead

in the reeds.

{refrain:}

Over the pond

Suddenly I saw

Wild geese flying

Toward the south

The Mediterranean

A flight of partridges

Over the fields

Climbing toward the clouds

The forest sang

The sun shone

At the edge of the marshland

With my rifle in my hands

In my heart I felt a little guilty

So I left all alone

I took my spaniel

For a walk

I looked

The sky was blue

And I was well

{refrain}

And all those birds

That were so pretty

Up there in the clouds,

I would have loved to accompany them

To their destination

Yes all those birds

That were so pretty

I would have loved to accompany them

To their destination.