How I thirst for oranges!

Oranges, oranges, oranges, oranges

Oranges!
Garden teeming with oranges!
Garden teeming with oranges!

Je l'ai trouvée dans l'orangerie
Je l'ai trouvée si belle
Quand je la vois, mes yeux sont pleine de fruit
Mais je ne suis pas plein d'elle

Lazy water!
Though you caress yourself like a cat along its legs
You will never steal the zest of orange
Orange juice is my one true compatriot
She will never betray me, nor I her
Many mornings know my undying lust for her
I drink her by her gallons

At a time in days of old
I once held her sister lemonade in my view as the supreme beverage
Her sweet and sour gustatory allure took my buds for a trip
But I soon saw through her façade
And discovered the true visage of lemonade
You sugary temptress!
To Hell with you!
To Hell!
Orange juice was there to comfort me in my time of crisis
In my time of dying
So mellow and delicate
I love her, truly