Directors : Jean-Pierre Jeunet and Romain Segaud Production : Tapioca Films Based on « Chanson des escargots qui vont à l’enterrement » poem by Jacques Prévert, Gallimard Editions Script : Jean-Pierre Jeunet Dialogue : Jacques Prévert Animation : Romain Segaud Creatures: Jean-Pierre Jeunet, Inspired by Jephan de Villiers work of art Music : Raphaël Beau Line Producer : Emmanuelle Sterpin, Marjorie Orth Photographer : Elske Koelstra Head Film Editor : Julien Lecat Sound Recordist : Julien Lecat Sound Effects Editor : Sélim Azazi Re recording Mixer : Vincent Arnardi Colorist : Didier Lefouest English Translation: Victoria Britten Cast : Sarah Bauer, Jean-Pierre Becker, Dominique Bettenfeld, Urbain Cancelier, Clovis Cornillac, Lorànt Deutsch, Jean-Claude Dreyfus, Albert Dupontel, Marina Fois, Youssef Hajdi, Irène Jacob, Mathieu Kassovitz, Jérôme Kircher, Nicolas Marié, Jean-Pierre Marielle, Laure Marsac, Serge Merlin, Yolande Moreau, Chantal Neuwirth, Patrick Paroux, Claude Perron, Ludovic Pinette, Dominique Pinon, Audrey Tautou, Florence Thomassin, Juliette Wiatr Distributor : La maison du Film Court English Translation : For a dead leaf’s funeral Two snails set off They’ve blacked up their shells Put black bands on their horns They set off in the evening A lovely autumn eve Alas, when they arrive Spring has already come The leaves, which were dead Have all come back to life And the two snails Are very downhearted But out comes the sun And the sun says to them Take, take the trouble The trouble to sit down Take a glass of beer If that’s what you fancy Take, if you’d like to The coach up to Paris It’s leaving tonight You’ll see the world But don’t wear mourning You mark my words It makes you look ugly And blacks out your eyes All this coffin business Is grim and not nice Take back your colours The colours of life And then all the animals Trees and plants too Break out into song And sing loud and true They sing the song of life The song of summer And they all have a drink And their glasses they clink It’s a beautiful evening A lovely summer’s eve And so our two snails Back for home they leave They leave full of emotion They leave full of joy And they leave full of beer So they stumble and swoon But up in the sky Looking down is the moon