More About "Le Boudin"

Yesterday, I posted about a Boudin Festival in Cajun country.

Boudin is a blood sausage commonly found in France and in Cajun country.*

Le Boudin is also the official marching song of the Foreign Legion. Here is the lyrics:

Chorus:

Here you are, some blood sausage, some blood sausage, some blood sausage

For the Alsatians, the Swiss, and the Lorraines,

For the Belgians, there's none left,

For the Belgians, there's none left,

They're lazy shirkers.

For the Belgians, there's none left,

For the Belgians, there's none left,

They're shooters from the ass [lazy shirkers].

1st verse:

We are crafty.

We are rogues.

We are no ordinary guys.

We've often got our black moods,

For we are Legionnaires.

In Tonkin, the Immortal Legion

Honored our flag at Tuyen Quang.

Heroes of Cameroon and exemplary brothers

Sleep in peace in your tombs.

(Repeat Chorus)

2nd verse:

Our ancestors knew how to die

For the glory of the Legion.

We will know how to perish

According to the tradition.

During our far-off campaigns,

Facing fever and fire,

Let us forget, along with our hardships,

Death, which forgets us so little.

(For) we are the Legion.

*I recommend using andouille instead.