It's Lindor, it's Tircis and it's all our victors!
It’s Myrtille, it’s Lydé! The queens of our hearts!
How provocative they are! How proud they always are!
How we dare to reign over our fates and our days!
Be careful! Observe the measurement!
O deadly insult! The pace is slower!
And the fall is safer! We will put down their cackles!
We will soon be their lackeys! How ugly they are! Dear faces!
How crazy they are! (Natural tunes!)
And it's always the same, and it's always like that!
We love each other! We hate each other! We curse our loves!
We love each other! We hate each other! We curse our loves!
Farewell Myrtille, Eglé, Chloé, mocking demons!
Farewell then and good days to the tyrants of our hearts!
And have a good day!