Minuit

Il est minuit.
Deserte est la rue,
A part les soldats nazis,
Dont les yeux fureteurs cherchent partout.

Les gens apeures
dans leurs maisons, barricades,
Ne soufflent pas mot
Leurs volets sont fermes.

Midnight

It is midnight,
The street is deserted,
Except for Nazi soldiers
Whose prying eyes search everywhere.

Frightened people
Shut up in their homes
Don't breathe a word
Their shutters are closed.