My little one is like water, she is like living water
She runs like a stream, which children chase
Run, run quickly if you can
Never, never will you catch up with her
When the pipes sing, when the living water dances
She leads the flocks, to the land of olives
Come, come, my kids, my lambs
Into the laurel , thyme and wild thyme
One day, under the reeds, my living water was slumbering
Came the guys from the hamlet, to take it captive
Close, lock your cage with a double key
br/>Between your fingers, the living water will fly away
Like the small boats, carried away by the living water
In his eyes the young people sail adrift
Sail, sail, tomorrow you will dock
The living water is not yet to be married
Yet a new morning, at dawn my living water
Will come and beat its trousseau, on the pebbles of the bank
Cry, cry, if I remain alone
The rivulet, far away, has gone.

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