Le prince d'Orange
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PRINCE OF ORANGE It is the Prince of Orange, Wake up early in the morning, Going to see his servant "Saddle my horse" Cursed war! "Saddle my horse" Going to see his servant "Saddle my horse" "My great Prince of Orange Where do you want to go?" Cursed war! Where do you want to go? "My great Prince of Orange Where do you want to go?" “I want to go in France where the king call me” Cursed war! “Where the king call me” "I want to go in France where the king call me" Put the hand on the rein, The foot in the stirrup Cursed war! The foot in the stirrup. Put the hand on the rein, The foot in the stirrup “I left in good health and I'm coming back injured” Cursed war! “I'm coming back injured” “I left in good health and I'm coming back injured by three big cut of a lance that an English gave me” Cursed war! “That an English gave me” “I've got one in my shoulder and the other one in my rib” Cursed war! “The other one in my rib” I've got one in my shoulder and another one in my rib, Another one in the breast, they say that I'll shall die from it.” Cursed war! “They say that i'll shall die from it.” “Another one in breast they say that i'll shall die from it.” The great Prince of Orange is dead and buried. Cursed war! He's dead and buried The great Prince of Orange is dead and buried. I see him buried by four Franciscans Cursed war! By four Franciscans... | Le beau prince d'Orange S'est un peu trop pressé, Il fit son équipage, À cheval est monté. "Où allez-vous, mon Prince?" Demande l'écuyer. "Je vais aller en guerre, Tout droit à St Dizier." Sa femme lui demande "Prince, quand reviendrez?" "Je reviendrai à Pâques, À Pâques ou à Noé.*" Voici Pâques venue, Et la Noé passée, Le beau prince d'Orange N'y est point arrivé. Sa femme en est en peine Et ne fait que pleurer: Elle entre dans sa chambre Pour son corps y parer. Regarde à la fenêtre Et voit un messager: Messager porte lettre, "Quelles nouvelles apportez? " "J'apporte des nouvelles Qui vous feront pleurer: Le beau Prince d'Orange Est mort et enterré. Le beau Prince d'Orange Est mort et enterré, J' l'ai vu porter en terre Par quatre cordeliers." |
* Noé = Noel |
