Sarah Brightman - Fileuse!, folksong for voice & piano (Folk Songs, Vol. II) Lyrics

Lorsque j'étais jeunette, je gardais les moutons,
Tirouli, Tiroula, Tirouli, Tiroulou.
Tirouli, Tiroula, Tirouli, rouli, roule.
N'étais jamais seulette à songer par les monts.
Tirouli
Mais d'autres bergerettes avex moi devisalent.
Tirouli
Parfois de sa musette un berger nous charmait.
Tirouli
Il nous faisait des rondes, joli' rondes d'amour.
Tirouli
Mais me voilà vieille, reste seule toujours.
Tirouli!

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When I was a young girl I tended the sheep,
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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!