CHARLEZ AR BRAZ
New song on an old theme, 1930/Son nevez war un danvez kozh, 1930
I have a sweetheart in Pennanroz
And shall hurry to see her without further delay
I shall hurry to see her on Sunday night.
If you come to see me, handsome cleric,
I shall turn into a fish in the silvery stream.
You will not have my heart as is your wish.
If you turn into a fish, as you just mentioned,
I shall be a fisherman, o my sweet love,
I shall try and catch my sweetheart for the love of her.
If you come to catch me and frighten me,
I shall turn into a doe in the deep woods.
Cleric, you will not even have a corner of my heart.
If you turn into a doe, as you just mentioned,
I shall be a hunter, o my sweet love!
I shall hunt my sweetheart for the love of her.
If you come to hunt me and risk murdering me
I shall become a nun in a convent.
You will not have my heart, o cruel cleric!
If you become a nun, as you just mentioned,
I shall become a monk, o my sweet love,
I shall come and confess my sweetheart for the love of her.
If you come and confess me, you will cry bitterly.
You will find me in bed, wearing the white mask of death.
I shall not give you my heart, whatever you do.
If I find you in your box bed, wearing the white mask of death,
I shall take Saint Peter's place in Paradise
And open its doors to my sweetheart from Pennanroz.
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