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SARAH BRIGHTMAN Miscellaneous Fileuse (english translation) Album: The trees they grow so high When I was a young girl I tended the sheep, Tirouli, Tiroula, Tirouli, Tiroulou. Tirouli, Tiroula, Tirouli, rouli, roule. I never dreamt in solitude upon the mountainside. Tirouli ... But other young shepherdesses would talk with me. Tirouli ... Sometimes a shepherd would play the musette for our delight. Tirouli ... He would play pretty love dances for us. Tirouli ... Yet now I am old, and still on my own. Tirouli ...! |
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