Marider - Laïs

Quan jo èri filha a marider

Mon diu b'èri galanti, ailàs!

Hasi boquets taus amadors

De giroflèjas blancas

Que’us i estacavi aus bonets

Au bèth mièi de la dança

Sa mair que n'èra au finestron

Que n’espiava la dança

Ça viètz aci la Margoton

Que cau anar ta l’aiga

L’aigueta non es pas trop luènh

Bethlhèu serà tornada

El que l’a presa en l’embraçant

Sus lèrba l’a pausada

Adiu!

Ailàs!

Mon doç amic!

Que dirè aus de casa?

Que’us diseratz, la margoton

Que l’aiga s’es troblada

When I was a daughter I married

My God bless you, damn it!

Hasi amateurs taus amadores

Of white cloves

What a wonderful way to screw people over

In the middle of the dance

His mother was at the window

I was spying on her dancing

Margoton is here

It's falling apart

The water is not too far away

Bethlehem will be back

The one who took it while kissing

She pauses to rest

Goodbye!

Alas!

My sweet friend!

What will birds say?

Let's face it - most people don't care

That the water is cloudy