Le froid envahit sa pauvre âme Quand sa tombe se referme sur lu La sculpture aux regards infâmes Ferme les yeux, saluant minuit Aujourd'hui est mort le paradis Dans ce cimetière triste et si brumeux Sous le pâle visage de Marie En écoutant ce chant miséricordieux Coldness overcomes his poor soul When his tomb shuts on him The sculpture with vile glance Close its eyes, greeting midnight Today Paradise died In that sad and misty graveyard Under the pale face of Marie Listening to that merciful hymn