Original Title: "La chasse à l'enfant"
Text: Jacques Prévert (1934)
Music: Joseph Kosma
Year: 1936
Bandit! Rascal! Thief! Scoundrel!* green with rage in french
Above the island, birds can be seen
All around the island there is water
Bandit! Rascal! Thief! Scoundrel!
What are those howls
Bandit! Rascal! Thief! Scoundrel!
It's the pack of honest people
That is hunting children down
He said "I am done with the reformatory"
And the wardens had broken his teeth using their keys
And then had let him lying down on the cement
Bandit! Rascal! Thief! Scoundrel!
Now he ran away
And like a hunted beast
He gallops in the night
And all gallop after him
The gendarmes, the tourists, the person of private means, the artists
Bandit! Rascal! Thief! Scoundrel!
It's the pack of honest people
That is hunting children down
To hunt children down, no need of a permit
All the decent people got down to it
What is swimming in the night?
What are those flashes those noises?
It's a child who is running away
He is being shot at with a rifle
Bandit! Rascal! Thief! Scoundrel!
All those men on the shore
Are empty-handed and purple* with rage
Bandit! Rascal! Thief! Scoundrel!
Will you get back to the continent?
Above the island, birds can be seen
All around the island there is water
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