L'horloge
Le Rêve du Diable
The Clock
We were three captains
All three twin brothers
We walked into an inn
To drink some new wine
Chorus
You who know the clock
Tell me what time it is
The innkeeper's wife
Told us to head upstairs
There are three pretty girls
Who are making hot pâté
I was the one who was the boldest
I took the biggest piece
When we left the inn
I couldn't pay my share
They made me sell my pants
My cap, and my coat
They put me in a shirt tail
With four legs on a barrel
There was a devil of a wind
That froze my balls
All that was left was the tick-tock
The tick-tock and the clattering
