Translation of the song lyrics Poor Little Fool - Bourvil

Poor Little Fool (original)

Dans les montagnes en maraude
La fille du contrebandier
Sur son p’tit ân' portait en fraude
Du tabac dans son petit panier
Elle chantait la ritournelle
Qu’un gars avait faite pour ell'…
Oh!
hé!, oh!
hé!
Ell' s’app’lait Houpetta
Petta-ci, petta-là
Petta-haut, petta-bas
Houpetta-la-bella
Houpetta-la-bella
Houpetta, la mia bella
Sur son ân' elle allait
Petta-ci, petta-là
Petta-haut, petta-bas
Houpetta-la-bella
Houpetta-la-bella
De sa voix fraîche elle chantait: coucou !
Au loin l'écho lui répondait: coucou !
Quand le petit âne faisait, hi!
han!
Au loin l'écho lui répondait: la même chose
Coucou-ci, coucou-là
Petta-ci, petta-là;
L'écho mêlait tout ça
A la belle Houpetta
Ah!
ah!
ah!
…
Mais un beau jour elle se fit prendre
Par un douanier, un bien beau gars
Qui lui a pris sans plus attendre
Tout ce qu’elle avait comme tabac
En pleurant la contrebandière
Lui dit: «ne me fais pas d’misèr's»
Oh!
hé!, oh!
hé!
Je m’appelle Houpetta
Petta-ci, petta-là
Petta-haut, petta-bas
Houpetta-la-bella
Houpetta-la-bella
Houpetta, la mia bella
Je ne veux pas qu’tu touch’s à mon paquet d' tabac
Je t’en prie, je n’veux pas
Ce n’est pas, ce n’est pas
Ce n’est pas, ce n’est pas
Ce n’est pas ta tabatière
Mais le douanier lui, il a dit: «je dois»
Et tout de suite l'écho répondit:
Rien parce qu’il n’avait pas crié assez fort
Alors finalement elle lui a dit: «ben, le v’la»
Mais pour s’moquer d’ell' il répondit: «merci !
j’fum’pas»
C’est ainsi qu’Houpetta
Sauva tout son tabac
Le petit ân' trotta
Emmena Houpetta
Ah!
ah!
ah!
…

(translation)

In the marauding mountains
The Smuggler's Daughter
On his little donkey carried in fraud
Tobacco in his little basket
She was singing the refrain
That a guy had made for her...
Oh!
hey!, oh!
Hey!
Her name was Houpetta
Petta this, petta there
Petta-high, petta-low
Houpetta-la-Bella
Houpetta-la-Bella
Houpetta, la mia bella
On her donkey she was going
Petta this, petta there
Petta-high, petta-low
Houpetta-la-Bella
Houpetta-la-Bella
In her fresh voice she sang: Hello!
In the distance the echo answered him: hello!
When the little donkey said, hi!
han!
In the distance the echo replied: the same
Hello here, hello there
Petta this, petta there;
The echo mixed it all up
To the beautiful Houpetta
Ah!
ha!
ha!
…
But one day she got caught
By a customs officer, a handsome guy
Who took him without further ado
All the tobacco she had
Mourning the smuggler
Said to him, "don't make me misery's"
Oh!
hey!, oh!
Hey!
My name is Houpetta
Petta this, petta there
Petta-high, petta-low
Houpetta-la-Bella
Houpetta-la-Bella
Houpetta, la mia bella
I don't want you to touch my tobacco pack
Please, I don't want
It's not, it's not
It's not, it's not
It's not your snuffbox
But the customs officer, he said, "I have to"
And immediately the echo answered:
Nothing because he didn't shout loud enough
So finally she said to him, "Well, here it is"
But to make fun of her he replied: “Thank you!
I don't smoke"
This is how Houpetta
Saved all his tobacco
The little donkey trotted
Emma Houpetta
Ah!
ha!
ha!
…