La Chanson Demodee [English translation]

I found my love high up in the mountains,

The moon was round, the owl was silent.

In the high mountains I left her,

At nightfall, I will go find her again.

My love has feet like a lively deer,

Her skin is whiter than pine sap;

If I took her running through the city,

Like a lively deer she would go far.

The house that I own has no roof,

It has no door either, no window;

I come in from the top, as one would a chimney

The smoke enters when the weather is mild.

I rented it out to the owl,

Who rambles a little but watches over all;

My love has a house, my love is at ease:

Ask the hare, ask the wolf.

My love has blossomed inside of a stump

Cut during winter, emptied during spring;

Once in season, the moon lies down,

Which shows the eye the color of good weather.

• Artist:Gilles Vigneault