La fille aux chansons, ou Marion s'y promène [Isabeau s'y promène; Sur le bord de l'eau et alia]

Malicorne

Originale Nuova versione italiana cantabile... English singable version by Riccardo... Isabeau s'y promène: La versione ... Sur le borde de l'eau: La versione... Isabel: La versione finlandese... Il corsaro (Nigra, Canti popolari... The Maid on the Shore	Versión al español: Sergio J. Monreal
The Singing Maiden, or Mary Ann is Walking	La niña de las canciones (Marion pasea)
Mary Ann was walking	Marion está paseando
In her garden so fair,	Dentro de su jardín.
In her garden so fair	Dentro de su jardín
By the shores of France,	A la orilla de Francia,
In her garden so fair	Dentro de su jardín
By the seashore.	Al borde del mar.
There she espied a vessel	Viajando en una barca
Wi’ thirty seamen on,	Treinta marinos vio.
Wi’ thirty seamen on	Treinta marinos vio
By the shores of France,	A la orilla de Francia,
Wi’ thirty seamen on	Treinta marinos vio
By the seashore.	Al borde del mar.
The youngest of the thirty	El marino más joven
Was singing a sweet song,	Cantaba una canción,
Was singing a sweet song	Cantaba una canción
By the shores of France,	A la orilla de Francia,
Was singing a sweet song	Cantaba una canción
By the seashore.	Al borde del mar.
The song you are singing	La canción que tú cantas
I would like to learn,	Yo quisiera saber,
I would like to learn	Yo quisiera saber
By the shores of France,	A la orilla de Francia,
I would like to learn	Yo quisiera saber
By the seashore.	Al borde del mar.
Then come on board, fair maiden,	Si subes a mi barca
I teach you all the song,	Yo te la haré aprender,
I teach you all the song	Yo te la haré aprender
By the shores of France,	A la orilla de Francia,
I teach you all the song	Yo te la haré aprender
By the seashore.	Al borde del mar.
Hundreds of leagues they sailed	Cien leguas en la barca
Without a laugh or word.	Sin risas, sin hablar.
Hundreds of leagues they sailed	Cien leguas en la barca
Without a laugh or word,	Sin risas, sin hablar,
Without a laugh or word	Sin risas, sin hablar
By the shores of France,	A la orilla de Francia,
Without a laugh or word	Sin risas, sin hablar
By the seashore.	Al borde del mar.
And after all that sailing	Después de esas cien leguas
The maiden burst into tears,	La bella echó a llorar,
And after all that sailing	Después de esas cien leguas
The maid burst into tears,	La bella echó a llorar,
The maid burst into tears	La bella echó a llorar
By the shores of France,	A la orilla de Francia,
The maid burst into tears	La bella echó a llorar
By the seashore.	Al borde del mar.
Why are you, fair maiden,	¿Pues qué te pasa, bella?
Weeping so bitterly?	¿Por qué echas a llorar?
Weeping so bitterly	¿Por qué echas a llorar
By the shores of France?	A la orilla de Francia?
Weeping so bitterly	¿Por qué echas a llorar
By the seashore?	Al borde del mar?
I can hear my mother calling,	Es que escuché a mi madre
Who’s calling me to bed,	Que me llama a dormir,
Who’s calling me to bed	Que me llama a dormir
By the shores of France,	A la orilla de Francia,
Who’s calling me to bed	Que me llama a dormir
By the seashore.	Al borde del mar.
Don’t weep, don’t weep, fair maiden,	Ya no llores más, bella,
You’ll lie in bed with me,	En casa dormirás,
You’ll lie in bed with me	En casa dormirás
By the shores of France,	A la orilla de Francia,
You’ll lie in bed with me	En casa dormirás
By the seashore.	Al borde del mar.
Once she lay in chamber	Al llegar a la alcoba
She laced her gown tight,	El cinto se anudó,
She laced her gown tight	El cinto se anudó
By the shores of France,	A la orilla de Francia,
She laced her gown tight	El cinto se anudó
By the seashore.	Al borde del mar.
My sword here on the table	¿Ves mi espada en la mesa?
Fair maiden, cuts so sharp,	Ella lo ha de cortar.
Fair maiden, cuts so sharp	Ella lo ha de cortar
By the shores of France,	A la orilla de Francia,
Fair maiden, cuts so sharp	Ella lo ha de cortar
By the seashore.	Al borde del mar.
She grabb’d the sword by the hand	Bella tomó la espada,
And drove it into her own heart.	Y el pecho le rompió.
She grabb’d the sword by the hand	Bella tomó la espada
And drove it into her own heart,	Y el pechio le rompió,
And drove it into her own heart	Y el pecho le rompió
By the shores of France,	A la orilla de Francia,
And drove it into her own heart	Y el pecho le rompió
By the seashore.	Al borde del mar.
He took her snow-white hand	Luego, su blanca mano
And threw her into the sea,	Hasta el mar la arroyó,
He took her snow-white hand	Luego su blanca mano
And threw her into the sea,	Hasta el mar la arroyó,
And threw her into the sea	Hasta el mar la arroyó
By the shores of France,	A la orilla de Francia,
And threw her into the sea	Hasta al mar la arroyó
By the seashore.	Al borde del mar.