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It's raining, it's raining shepherdess,
Hurry up your white sheep,
Let's go to my cottage
Shepherd, quickly, let's go.
I hear under the foliage
The water falling with a loud noise,
Behold, here is the storm
Here is the lightning that shines.
Do you hear the thunder?
He rolls as he approaches,
Take a shepherd's shelter
To my right as you walk.
I see our cabin,
And here comes
My mother re and my sister Anne
Who are going to open the stable.
Let's suspect! Take this chair,
You will be near me
This larch torch
Will burn before you.
Taste this dairy product
But you're not eating!
Are you feeling the storm?
It has tired your steps.
Well, here's your bed!
Sleep well until 'to the day
Let me on your mouth
Take a loving kiss.
Don't blush, shepherdess,
My mother and I tomorrow
We will go to your father
Ask him for your hand.

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