EN ROULANT MA BOULE.
Behind the Manor lies the mere,
En roulant ma boule;
Three ducks bathe in its water clear,
En roulant ma boule.
Rouli, roulant, ma boule roulant,
En roulant ma boule roulant,
En roulant ma boule.
Three fairy ducks swim without fear:
The Prince goes hunting far and near.
The Prince at last draws near the lake:
He bears his gun of magic make.
With magic gun of silver bright,
He sights the Black but kills the White.
