Quote Originally Posted by Ramil View Post
France, I think, or Wales, the language is Breton.
[Folk Celtic] Alan stivell - Tri Martolod

Tri Martolod / Three young sailors

Three young sailors (tra la la la )
Three young sailory went on a journey

The wind drove them
To the new world

Beside the stone of the old mill
They lowered anchor

And in the mill
There was a servant

She asked me
Where we got to know each other

In Nantes at the market
We chose a ring

The ring of engagement
And we were short before marriage

We will marry
Even if we don't have any goods

My mother, you are living comfortable
You don't know who is suffering

We have neither house nor straw
Nor bed to sleep at night

We have neither sheet nor blanket
Or quilt (pillow?) beneath our heads

We will do it like the down-and-out
We will sleep on the floor

We will do it like the partridge
When the sun rises, it runs away

My song is at the end
The one who knows, may continue