Le ciel est bleu, le vent du large. Creuse la mer bien joliment. Vers le port montant à la charge. Galopent seize escadrons blancs. C'est un port tout au bord du monde.
There's a village hidden deep in the valley. Among the pine trees half forlorn. And there on a sunny morning. Little Jimmy Brown was born. . (Bung, bung, bung, bung).
There's a village hidden deep in the valley among the pine trees half forlorn. And there on a sunny morning little Jimmy Brown was born. All the chapel bells were ringing in the little valley town.