Les enfants du Pirée

Drenched in blue under the Greek sky
A boat, two boats, three boats sail away singing
Scratching the sky with their beaks
A bird, two birds, three birds make good weather
In the alleys with a sudden sound
One shutter, two shutters, three shutters slam in the wind
While making a circle with
One child, two children, three children dance joyfully

My God, how I love this port at the end of the world
That the sun floods with its golden reflections
My God, how I love, under their orange hats
All the angelic faces of the children of Piraeus

I also dream of having one day
One child, two children, three children playing like them
Along the quay always stroll
One sailor, two sailors, three adventurous sailors
From our love we will make
One love, ten loves, a thousand loves drowned in blue
And our children will become guys
That the girls one fine day will make happy in turn

My God, how I love this port at the end of the world
That the sun floods with its golden reflections
My God, how I love, under their orange hats
All the angelic faces of the children of Piraeus