Old King Cole was a merry old
soul,
And a merry old soul was he
!
He called for his pipe,
And he called for his bowl,
And he called for his fiddlers
three.
Ev' ry fiddler had a fiddle,
And a very fine fiddle had
he !
Tweedle dee, tweedle dee,
Tweedle dee, tweedle dee,
Tweedle dee, tweedle dee,
Went the fiddlers three.
Oh ! There's none so rare
As can compare,
With King Cole and his fiddlers
three.
Le vieux Roi Cole avait un
heureux caractère, Et quel sacré
joyeux bon gars c'était ! Il réclama sa
pipe, Et il réclama
sa bouteille, Et il réclama
ses trois violonistes. Chaque violoniste avait
un violon,
Et quel bon crin-crin c'était
! Tralala, tralala (ter). Les trois racleux arrivèrent. Oh ! Il n'y a rien d'aussi
rare Qui puisse se comparer Au Roi Cole et à
son trio de violoneux.
Traduction approximative de CBR. Si vous avez mieux...