Le Prisonnier de la tour [English translation]

The prisoner of the tower

Was killed this morning,

Grandmother.

We will not go to Mass tomorrow.

He threw himself from the tower

While I was holding out my hands,

Grandmother.

It seemed to me that I was in sorrow.

If the king knew that, Isabelle,

Isabelle, if the king knew that,

In the lace dress,

You would never be allowed,

Isabelle, if the king knew that.

The prisoner of the tower

Was my only friend,

Grandmother.

We will not go to Mass today.

He was my only love,

The reason for my life,

Grandmother

And my youth is extinguished with him.

If the king knew that, Isabelle,

Isabelle, if the king knew that,

In the lace dress,

You would never be allowed,

Isabelle, if the king knew that.

The prisoner of the tower,

Each evening, waited for me,

Grandmother.

We will not go to Mass anymore, never.

It's a sin that love

And the world is poorly made,

Grandmother.

My lover, whom I loved, was killed.

If the king knew that, Isabelle,

Isabelle, if the king knew that,

In the lace dress,

You would never be allowed,

Isabelle, if the king knew that.

The prisoner of the tower

Will not have grave clothes

And nothing

Nothing but a black hole where the leaves are engulfed,

But me, I will go each day

Crying under the lime trees

And nothing,

Not even the king, will prevent my mourning.

If the king knew that, Isabelle,

He could only cry with you

Because he loved a beauty

Who was not for a king

And the beauty, Isabelle, was me...