Jacques Douai — Le Roi Chou song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Le Roi Chou" by Jacques Douai.
Lyrics
Il était un bon roi je ne sais où,
Qu’on nommait le vieux roi Chou.
«Il disait, passez-moi, ma pipette et mon vin;
Mes tambours, jouez-moi de gai refrain !"
Trois batteurs de caisse, à la moustache épaisse,
Lestement prenaient leurs instruments.
Ils faisaient:
Et voilà comme on vit joyeusement.
Il était un bon roi je ne sais où,
Qu’on nommait le vieux roi Chou.
«Il disait, passez-moi, ma pipette et mon vin;
Violons, jouez-moi de gai refrain !»
Trois joueurs de viole, faisant de caprioles,
Lestement prenaient leurs instruments.
Ils faisaient:
Et voilà comme on vit joyeusement.
Il était un bon roi je ne sais où,
Qu’on nommait le vieux roi Chou.
«Il disait, passez-moi, ma pipette et mon vin;
Vous mes flûtes, jouez-moi de gai refrain !»
Trois joueurs de flûtes, faisant quelques culbutes,
Lestement prenaient leurs instruments.
Ils faisaient:
Et voilà comme on vit joyeusement.
Il était un bon roi je ne sais où,
Qu’on nommait le vieux roi Chou.
«Il disait, passez-moi, ma pipette et mon vin;
Maintenant chantez-moi de gai refrain !»
Trois savants compères, remplis de savoir faire,
Lestement commençaient leurs chansons.
Ils faisaient:
Et voilà comme on vit joyeusement.
Il était un bon roi je ne sais où,
Qu’on nommait le vieux roi Chou.
«Il disait, passez-moi, ma pipette et mon vin;
Harpes d’or, jouez-moi de gai refrain !»
Trois joueurs de harpe, roulont les yeux de carpe,
Lestement prenaient leurs instruments.
Ils faisaient:
Et voilà comme on vit joyeusement.
Lyrics translation
He was a good king I don't know where,
That they called the old cabbage King.
"He said, pass me, my pipette and my wine;
My drums, play me a cheerful chorus !"
Three beaters, thick moustache,
They took their instruments.
They were doing:
And that's how we live happily.
He was a good king I don't know where,
That they called the old cabbage King.
"He said, pass me, my pipette and my wine;
Violins, play me a cheerful chorus !»
Three players rapes, making caprioles,
They took their instruments.
They were doing:
And that's how we live happily.
He was a good king I don't know where,
That they called the old cabbage King.
"He said, pass me, my pipette and my wine;
You flutes, play me a cheerful chorus !»
Three flutes players, making a few somersaults,
They took their instruments.
They were doing:
And that's how we live happily.
He was a good king I don't know where,
That they called the old cabbage King.
"He said, pass me, my pipette and my wine;
Now sing me a cheerful chorus !»
Three learned comrades, full of know-how,
They began their songs.
They were doing:
And that's how we live happily.
He was a good king I don't know where,
That they called the old cabbage King.
"He said, pass me, my pipette and my wine;
Harps d'or, play me a cheerful chorus !»
Three harp players, roll the eyes of carp,
They took their instruments.
They were doing:
And that's how we live happily.