JAMAIS JE NOURRIRAI DE GEAI.
I kept my jay for seven years
In my round cage so bright,
And at the end of seven years,
My sweet jay took his flight,
O, gai!
I'll never keep a jay again,
Ah! never more I'll keep a jay.
And at the end of seven years
My jay his flight has ta'en:
"Come back my jay, my pretty jay,
Come to your cage again.
Come back my jay, my pretty jay,
Come back once more to me."
To which my saucy jay replied,
"I'll play the madcap free."
