Le pêcheur de perles

Cry, you beauties
By the water's edge
The pearl fisher
Was so handsome
Do you remember
Marie Margot
Do you remember
By the water's edge
He called you Margarita
When you came into his arms
In Latin, it means pearl
Memories of you come rushing back

For a long time, long time, long time
You will cry for a long time
On the shore
The seashells
Speak of him
Of him, at night

Cry, girls
In your hair
And let nothing
Shine in the skies
You were the one
Marie Margot
He found beautiful
By the water's edge
He called you Dulcissima
When you came into his arms
It meant the sweetest
He dove in without a splash

For a long time, long time, long time
He swam for a long time
But the sirens
Of the calm waters
Opened their arms
Their arms, over there

Cry, you tender ones
Cry in the water
You can wait for him
Marie Margot
You can wait for him
Until forever
Margot the tender
You who loved him
The wind is strong, Margarita
It's cold far from his arms
You won't be the most beautiful
He preferred a pearl

For a long time, long time, long time
He will search for a long time
The pink pearl
Always rests
In the depths where sleeps
Where death sleeps

For a long time, long time, long time
You will cry for a long time
On the shore
The seashells
Speak of him
Of him, at night
At night, at night