Le Noël de la rue [English translation]

Little guy, where are you going?

Running like this barefoot

I am running after Paradise

Because it is Christmas as they say...

The Christmas of the street

It is snow and wind

And the wind of the street

Makes the children cry

The light and the joy

Are behind the windows

Not for you, not for me

It is for your neighbor

My little one, have fun

While watching, while watching

But be sure, do not touch anything

While watching from afar

The Christmas of the street

It is the cold of winter

In the wide open eyes

Of the children in the street

Gluing their muzzles to the windows

All the little ones curve their backs

They are huddled like Jesus

That Sainte Marie would have lost ...

The Christmas of the street

It is the snow and the wind

And the wind of the street

Make the children cry

They are leaving while sniffing

They are leaving empty handed

Nose in the air and searching

A splendid canvas

My little one, if you see him

While walking straight

The Christmas of the street

It is in the sky of their lives

A sleeping canvas

Who did not come down ...