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142 Music of the Waters. |
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French Version. Solo— 1-e trente et un du mois d'aout, Le trente et un du mois d'aout, Nous vimes arriver sur nous, Nous vimes arriver sur nous, Une fregate d'Angleterre Qui rasait la mer et les riots ; Pour s'en aller jusqu'a Breslau.
Chorus— Buvons un coup, buvons deux, A la sante des amoureux, A la sante du roi de France, Merde pour celui d'Angleterre, Qui nous a declare la guerre.
Solo— Le Capitaine, en la voyant, Le Capitaine, en la voyant, Fit appeler son lieutenant: Lieutenant, etes-vous assez brave, Lieutenant, 6tes-vous assez fort Pour aller accoster son bord ?
Le lieutenant, fierz et liardi, Lui repondit, " Capitaine, oui. Faites monter votre equipage ; Braves soudards et matelots, Faites-les tous monter en haut."
Le mattre donne un coup de sifflet, Le maitre donne un coup de sifflet. "En haut!" Largue les perro-
quets ! Largue les ris, et vent arriere ; Laisse arriver pres de son bord, Pour voir qui sera le plus fort !
Vire lof pour lof! En abattant! Nous l'accostames, par son avant; A coups de fiache d'abordage, A coups de piques et de mousquetons Nous l'avons mis a la raison.
Que dira-t-on de lui tantot,
Que dira-t-on de lui tant6t,
En Angleterre et a Breslau,
En Angleterre et a Breslau,
D'avoir laiss^ prendre sa fregate,
Par un corsaire de dix canons,
Qui qu'en avait trent-six et de bons ? |
English Version. Solo— The thirty-first of the month of August, The thirty-first of the month of August, We saw bearing down upon us, We saw bearing down upon us, An English frigate. She skimmed o'er the sea and the waves To go as far as Breslau.
Chorus— Let us drink once, twice, To the health of lovers. To the health of the King of France, Merde for that of the English king, Who has declared war to us.
Solo— The Captain, on seeing her, The Captain, on seeing her, Called for his lieutenant; Lieutenant, are you brave enough, Lieutenant, are you strong enough, To go and board her ?
The lieutenant, proudly and valiantly,
Replied, "Yes, captain;
Muster your crew.
Brave veterans and sailors,
Make them all come up on deck."
The boatswain blows his whistle, The boatswain blows his whistle, "On deck!" Let go the topsail
yards! Tack the sheets, let go the sails ; Let her come up alongside of us, To see who will prove the strongest.
Keep to her weather side! Heave-to ! We accosted her fore and aft; We boarded her by common consent, With pikes and cannon-ball We brought her to reason.
What will be said of her by-and-by, What will be said of her by-and-by, In England and at Breslau, Tn England and at Breslau, To have let herself be taken By a privateer (corsair) of six cannons, She that had thirty-six, and such good ones? |
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This song of the Corsairs I obtained through the kindness of Monsieur Paul Sebillot, whose name is known throughout the length and breadth of France, for his valuable |
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