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Sarah Brightman - The Trees They Grow So High - Quand j'etais chez mon père
The Trees They Grow So High
01. Early One Morning
02. Come You Not From Newcastle?
03. Sweet Polly Oliver
04. The Trees They Grow So High
05. The Ash Grove
06. O Waly, Waly
07. How Sweet the Answer
08. The Plough Boy
09. Voici le printemps
10. The Last Rose of Summer
11. La belle est au jardin d'amour
12. Fileuse
13. Dear Harp of My Country!
14. Little Sir William
15. O Can Ye Sew Cushions?
16. Oft in the Stilly Night
17. Quand j'etais chez mon père
18. There's None to Soothe
19. Oliver Cromwell
Quand j'tais chez mon pre,
Apprenti pastoureau,
Il m'a mis dans la lande,
Pour garder les troupiaux.
Troupiaux, troupiaux,
Je n'en avais gure.
Troupiaux, troupiaux,
Je n'en avais biaux.

Mais je n'en avais gure,
Je n'avais qu'trois agneaux;
Et le loup de la plaine
M'a mang la plus biau.
Troupiaux, troupiaux, ...

Il tait si vorace
N'a laiss que la piau,
N'a laiss que la queue,
Pour mettre mon chapiau.
Troupiaux, troupiaux, ...

Mais des os de la bte
Me fis un chalumiau
Pour jouer la fte,
La ft' du hamiau.
Troupiaux, troupiaux, ...

Pour fair' danser l'village,
Dessous le grandormiau,
Et les jeun's et les vieilles,
Les pieds dan les sabiots.
Troupiaux, troupiaux, ...

When I lived with my father

When I lived with my father
As an apprentice shepherd,
He sent me to the moor
To look after the sheep.
Sheep, sheep,
I had but a few.
Sheep, sheep,
I had none that were bonny.

No, I had but a few,
I had but three lambs;
And the wolf from the plain
Ate the finest of those.
Sheep, sheep, ...

He was so ravenous
He left only the pelt,
He left only the tail
To put on my hat.
Sheep, sheep, ...

But the bones of the animal
Made me pipe
To play at the fair,
At the village fair.
Sheep, sheep, ...

So the village could dance
Beneath the great elm,
Young women and old
With clogs on their feet.
Sheep, sheep, ...