Don't Be Sad (words by Joris Derder)

Quand je bois du vin clairet,
amis, tout tourne, tourne, tourne, tourne,
aussi désormais
je bois Anjou ou Arbois.

Buvons bien, buvons mes amis, trinquons,
buvons, vidons nos verres.
Buvons bien, buvons mes amis, trinquons,
buvons, gaiement chantons.

Chantons et buvons,
à ce flacon faisons la guerre.
Chantons et buvons,
les amis, buvons donc.

Amor volat undique
captus est libidine
dies, nox et omnia
mihi sunt contraria

In this dark and sideless tide
fortunate you're by my side
Come oh come my love to me
far too long I long for thee

Come my love love me faithfully
with all your heart and all your soul
whosoever loves this much
turns the wheel of fortuna

I'm like a leaf that is played with by a heavy storm
I'm on a ship that carries me to hell, I'm far away from home
The heaviness of my heart feels like a burden to me
Eager I am for life's pleasures rather than for salvation