Le temps des cerises [English translation]

When you sing of the cherry harvest—

and of the cheery nightingale and the mockingbird—

it is a time of celebration.

Beautiful girls have foolish thoughts—

and lovers feel the sun in their hearts.

When you sing of the cherry harvest,

the mockingbird sings even better.

But the cherry harvest does not last long—

where you go to pick two while dreaming

of earrings—

cherries of love adorned the same

falling like drops of blood through the foliage.

But cherry time does not last long—

coral pendants that you pick while dreaming.

When you are there at the cherry harvest,

if you are afraid of being disappointed in love,

avoid beautiful girls.

I, however, do not fear such cruel hurt—

I will not live without suffering one day.

When you are there at the cherry harvest,

you will also have your share of heartache.

I will always love the cherry harvest.

It is from then that I keep in my heart

an open wound—

and Lady Fortune, having inflicted it upon me,

will never be able to stop my sadness.

I will always love the cherry harvest.

and the memory of it that I keep safe in my heart.