The Song of D'Artagnan and the captain De Treville. (The russian film "Les Trois Mousquetaires")
A Gascon does not know a word "coward",
To not know to me a sword if you are not right,
At us, gascons, the best in the world taste,
Anything to us not to taste, except for glory,
The graceful broad face, especial figure,
Here to you gascon shape flawless,
Believe, sir, to you not for long to wait,
Paris still learns, Paris still learns, Paris still learns D'Artagnan
Refrain:
Burgundy, Normandy, Champagne or Provence,
And in your veins too there is fire,
But the Fortune will not pay to you attention,
While in this world, while in this world,
While in this world there is Gascony
Without glory in Paris it nothing me,
All life has passed, it is time to borrow in destiny,
So how many years to you, my child?
Ah, very much, sir, very much... Eighteen!
Your hand is firm...
Is firm!
Here the best attribute
O yeah!
The gascon glorified style,
And I was same impudent,
Really?
Paris has learned the gascon,
Paris has learned the gascon,
Paris has learned the gascon De Treville
Burgundy, Normandy, Champagne or Provence,
And in your veins too there is fire,
But the Fortune will not pay to you attention,
While in this world, while in this world,
While in this world there is Gascony
