02.05.2024
French Folk - Le Roy Engloys versuri traducere în engleză
Translation
The English King
The English King named himself
The King of France by his own designation.
He wanted to throw out,
The good French people out of their nation.
But he died in Saint-Fiacre in Brie,
From the country of France they've all been thrown.
No more is spoken of these English tails.
May their whole lineage be cursed!
They have charged the artillery to the sea,
Lots of biscuit and each one a tummy,
And by the sea up to Biscay they go,
To crown their little Godon king.
But their effort is nothing but mockery:
Captain Prégent fought them well
And they've been buried on land and sea.
May their whole lineage be cursed!
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