Текст и перевод песни Grégoire - Le hibou

Le hibou

Caillou, genou, chou, pou, joujou, bijou
Répétait sans fin le petit hibou
Joujou, bijou, pou, chou, caillou, genou
Non, se disait-il, non, ce n′est pas tout.
Il y en a sept pourtant, sept en tout
Bijou, caillou, pou, genou, chou, joujou
Ce n'est ni bambou, ni clou, ni filou...
Quel est donc le septième? Et le hibou
La patte appuyée au creux de sa joue
Se cachait de honte à l′ombre du houx
Et il se désolait, si fatigué
Par tous ses devoirs de jeune écolier
Qu'il oubliait, en regardant le ciel
Entre les branches épaisses du houx
Que son nom, oui, son propre nom, hibou
Prenait, lui aussi, un X au pluriel

The Owl

Pebble, knee, cabbage, louse, toy, jewel
The little owl repeated endlessly
Toy, jewel, louse, cabbage, pebble, knee
No, he said to himself, no, that's not all.
There are seven of them, seven in all
Bauble, pebble, louse, knee, cabbage, toy
It's neither bamboo, nor nail, nor knave...
What is the seventh then? And the owl
With its foot pressed to the hollow of its cheek
Hid itself with shame in the shadow of the holly
And he was so tired, he despaired of it all
By all his duties as a young schoolboy
Which he forgot, while looking at the sky
Between the thick branches of the holly
That his name, yes, his own name, owl
Took an X in the plural too