Saint Brigida, my divine
Do not let it rain on the chestnuts
Without thunder and without lightning
And without rare frogs...
O sun that is born poor
Illuminate this earth
illuminates this earth
and does not make nettles grow
My divine Saint Brigida
doesn't make it rain on chestnuts
doesn't make it rain on chestnuts
o sun that is born poor
illuminates this earth
illuminates this earth
and doesn't make nettles grow
My divine Saint Brigida
doesn't make it rain on the chestnuts
don't make it rain on the chestnuts
and throw away the nettles
oh sun that is born poor
illuminate this earth
illuminate this earth
and don't make nettles grow.

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