While I'm at it, here it's what it means (literally -I'm no poet)
at my father's house at the foot of Mont Quervaux* there is a sweet, sweet, sweet apple tree there is a sweet apple tree
and its leaves are green at the foot of Mont Quervaux and its fruits are sweet, sweet, sweet and its fruits are sweet
there are three worthy girls at the foot of Mont Quervaux who are asleep underneath and underneath and underneath who are asleep underneath
the youngest got up at the foot of Mont Quervaux she said: sister, it's daytime.... She said: sister, it's daytime
no, it is not daytime at the foot of Mont Quervaux It is the fire of the armies, armies, armies It is the fire of the armies
these are our sweet lovers at the foot of Mont Quervaux who are fighting for us and us and us who are fighting for us
*Google doesn't know this mount anywhere on the planet but there's a "Mont Clairvaux" in the Canadian Rocky Mountains. This song is based on a traditional French song known as "Vole, vole, mon cœur vole" or "Les trois princesses" or "Derrière chez mon père" (but we have different songs starting with "Derrière chez mon père"...). We have it on Mama Lisa's World (lyrics, English translation, sheet music, midi and recording by yours truly).