Alma de España: España II
September 22, 2018
Paulina Villarreal, mezzo
Marie-France Lefebvre, piano
Translation:
The lout (folk poetry)
Since the fashion began –
with a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino –
of white kerchiefs,
youngsters seem to me
like little doves in the field.
Miller – at weighing time,
take care that your wheel
doesn’t get out of control
and seize you, miller,
while you mill.
Lout, lout, boor!
I asked the young men to sing
at the miller’s house;
and I lost my skirts,
and I lost my kerchief,
and I lost something else
that I can’t now recall.
Lout, lout, boor!
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