I can still hear the siren
Of the beautiful white ship
Which, many weeks ago
I can still hear the siren
Of the beautiful white ship
Which, many weeks ago
Went from the Leeward Islands
When the tide rose
He entered the old port
I laughed, I I was happy
And my heart was beating very hard
The wind sang on the dune
And played with the sea
Where the moon was reflected
In the sky, everything was clear
The first to come to land
Was a young cabin boy
The second, an old grandfather
Then a man with three stripes
Give me, captain
Of the beautiful white ship
Which came from distant seas
A beautiful sailor for a lover
I will wait for him on the dune
There, very close to the sea
In the sky the moon will shine
In my heart everything will be clear
He has come, magnificent
With a flame... in God
Coming from the distant tropics
Knew wonderful words
Took me a whole ring
Swore eternal oaths to me
How the waves repeated themselves
Lapping gently
We were alone on the dune
The wind caressed the sea
In the sky laughed the moon
And he bit into my flesh
He left on his ship
His beautiful white ship
And left without telling me
One evening, at sunset
I still hear the siren
From the boat that took him away
Her voice screamed, inhuman
You it is the will see again not !
And, since then, under the moon
I will listen to the wind
Which comes in the evening, under the dune
Talk to me about my lover

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