Il fait bon écouter son chant
Plus que nul autre
En bonne foi
Car il réjouit maint amant
Je le sais bien bien quant est à moi
Il s’appele rossignolet
Qui met toute sa cure
A chanter de son chant parfait
Aussi c’est sa nature
You just have to love that little bird
Who sings from her very soul
This month of May, however it be
And for as long as the night will roll
You just have to hear her song
Finer than any other’s
I do declare
Because it gives joy to many lovers
I know this to be true
It is the little nightingale
Who puts all its devotion
Into its perfect song
From its very creation. less
