Lowlands Beach Community Choir

French Song to the tune we sing

Maudit sois-tu carillonneur,
Que Dieu créa pour mon malheur !
Dès le point du jour à la cloche il s'accroche,
Et le soir encore carillonne plus fort.
Quand sonnera-t-on la mort du sonneur ?

Words courtesy of Sheila


Rough translation:

Cursed be thou the bell ringer,
that God created for my misfortune!
As of the point of the day to the bell it clings,
and in the evening still rings out stronger.
When will it sound the death of the bell ringer?


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