Antoine
I WILL HASTEN BEFORE THE STEPS OF THE DAY
TO THE MOUNTAINTOP TO SEEK OUT MY LONELY DOVE
MY LOVE HAS THE EYES OF AN ERMINE
AND THE FLOWING HAIR OF A FIELD OF RICE
HER MOUTH IS A PINK SHELL, SET WITH PEARLS
Camille
HE WILL SEEK OUT HIS LONELY DOVE
AMONG THE OAKS OF THE FOREST
HE HAS HUNG ABOUT ME A NECKLACE OF SHELLS
THERE ARE THREE RED BEADS FOR OUR LOVE
THREE PURPLE ONES FOR MY FEARS
THREE BLUE ONES FOR MY HOPES
Antoine
MAY MY LOVE BLOW OUT THIS TORCH
AND SAY SHE IS MINE!
WILL I FIND MY DOVE HERE
AMONG THE OAKS OF THE FOREST?
Camille
WILL HE BLOW OUT THIS TORCH
AND SAY HE LOVES ME?
THEN THE HOPES OF A NATION
WILL LIE AT HER FEET
Antoine
AND I WILL SMOKE MY PIPE OF PEACE
Both
BY THE CRADLE OF OUR CHILD!