Lyrics and French translation Stick in the Wheel - The Cuckoo

The Cuckoo

The cuckoo's a fine bird, he sings as he flies
He brings us good tidings and tells us no lies
He sucks the sweet flowers to make his voice sing
And the more he cries cuckoo the summer is near

Jack of Diamonds I know you of old
You robbed my poor pocket of silver and gold

The cuckoo's a fine bird, she sings as she fiies
She brings us good tidings and tells us no lies
She sucks the sweet flowers to make her voice sing
And the more he cries cuckoo the summer is near

Le Coucou

Le coucou est un bel oiseau, il chante en volant
Il nous apporte de bonnes nouvelles et ne nous ment pas
Il suce les douces fleurs pour faire chanter sa voix
Et plus il crie coucou, plus l'été est proche

Valet de Carreau, je te connais depuis longtemps
Tu as volé mon pauvre porte-monnaie, mon argent et mon or

Le coucou est un bel oiseau, il chante en volant
Il nous apporte de bonnes nouvelles et ne nous ment pas
Il suce les douces fleurs pour faire chanter sa voix
Et plus il crie coucou, plus l'été est proche