Tu es laide [English translation]

You're ugly, ugly, ugly, good at filling buckets

You're ugly, ugly, ugly, lucky there's water.

All the boys in the village threw rocks at me.

When I went to the pasture or when I planted my cabbages

They called me naughty and pointed at me

And I felt sorry for it when they were singing behind me.

I ran to the river because I despised myself

And I saw that in the clear water my face was crying

But then a swallow came and said to me, "very soon,

You will be envied by the beautiful women who sing behind your back".

A beautiful day on the main road when I was walking

Drunken boys, no doubt, came to quarrel with me.

But suddenly the mayor's son was passing by.

Made them bite the dust and very tender told me.

You're beautiful, beautiful, beautiful let me carry your bucket

You're beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, as long as there's always water!

• Artist:Marie Laforêt