Breton song

I've lost my little hen,

and I've lost my cat.

I'll run to the trash heap

if God gives them back to me.

I will go see Jean le Coz

and Marie Maria.

You go see Herod.

Maybe he will know.

When I went by the room,

the whole town was there

to see my hen dancing

with my little cat.

All the birds of the fields

were playing the trumpet on the walls

and the rooftops

for the king's banquet.