La légende de saint Nicolas (also known as Il était trois petits enfants or Complainte de saint Nicolas) is a traditional French song with lyrics dating from the 18th century.
The story of the song
La légende de saint Nicolas was collected by Gérard de Nerval in the province of Valois in 1842.
This legend tells us how the good Saint Nicholas, bishop of Myre, resuscitated three innocent little victims of a greedy butcher and how he became the patron saint of children.
The first traces of the legend of the three innocents in the salt cellar date back to the 12th century.
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To better understand the context
The song mentions two important facts that help us to understand the context.
The children are gleaning in the field. Gleaning (glaner, in French) means picking up the heads of wheat that have been forgotten by those who have harvested. This was what very poor people did to be able to eat. It was because the three children were very poor that they gleaned.
The salt cellar or salting tub is a kind of fridge of the past. Meat was stored there and salted a lot to prevent it from rotting and to eat it later.
Saint-Nicolas in Nancy © French Moments
Who was Saint Nicolas?
Saint Nicolas is the Patron Saint of Lorraine and is celebrated on the 6th of December in north-eastern France and the Flanders.
Learn more about Saint Nicolas on the blog!
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La légende de Saint-Nicolas
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The lyrics in French
The original song of La légende de Saint-Nicolas has 8 verses and a chorus.
Refrain
Ils étaient trois petits enfants
Qui s’en allaient glaner aux champs
Couplet 1
Ils sont allés chez le boucher
Boucher, voudrais-tu nous loger ?
Entrez, entrez, petits enfants
Y’a de la place, assurément
Couplet 2
Ils n’étaient pas sitôt entrés
Que le boucher les a tués,
Les a coupés en p’tits morceaux
Mis au saloir comme pourceaux.
Couplet 3
Saint Nicolas au bout d’sept ans
Vint à passer dedans ce champ,
Alla frapper chez le boucher :
Boucher, voudrais-tu me loger ?
Couplet 4
Entrez, entrez, saint Nicolas,
Y’a de la place, il n’en manque pas.
Il n’était pas sitôt entré
Qu’il a demandé à souper.
Couplet 5
Voulez-vous un morceau de jambon ?
Je n’en veux pas, il n’est pas bon.
Voulez-vous un morceau de veau ?
Je n’en veux pas, il n’est pas beau.
Couplet 6
Du p’tit salé, je veux avoir
Qu’il y a sept ans qu’est dans l’saloir.
Quand le boucher entendit ça,
Hors de la porte il s’enfuya.
Couplet 7
Boucher, boucher ne t’enfuis pas,
Repens-toi, Dieu te pardonnera.
Et le saint étendit trois doigts :
Les p’tits se lèvent tous les trois.
Couplet 8
Le premier dit : “J’ai bien dormi”.
Le second dit : “Et moi aussi”.
Et le troisième répondit :
“Je croyais être au paradis”.
Translation of the lyrics into English
Here is an approximative translation into English:
Chorus
They were three little children
Who were going to glean in the fields
Verse 1
They went to the butcher
Butcher, would you like to give us shelter?
Come in, come in, little children
There's room for you, of course
Verse 2
They had not yet entered
When the butcher killed them,
Cut them into little pieces
Put them in the salting tub as pigs.
Verse 3
Saint Nicholas after seven years
Came to pass in this field,
Went to knock at the butcher's:
Butcher, would you like to lodge me?
Verse 4
Come in, come in, Saint Nicholas,
There's plenty of room.
He had not been in a moment
That he asked for supper.
Verse 5
Would you like a piece of ham?
I don't want it, it's not good.
Would you like a piece of veal?
I don't want it, it's not fine.
Verse 6
I want to have some dried meat
That's been in the salting tub for seven years.
When the butcher heard this
He ran out of the door.
Verse 7
Butcher, butcher, don't run away,
Repent, God will forgive you.
And the Saint stretched out three fingers:
The three of them stand up.
Verse 8
The first one said: "I slept well".
The second said: "And so did I".
And the third said:
"I thought I was in heaven.
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