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Album: The Trees They Grow So High (1988) Artists: Brightman Sarah Come you not from Newcastle? Dear Harp of my Country! Early one morning Fileuse How sweet the answer La belle est au jardin d'amour Little Sir William O can ye sew cushions? O Waly, Waly Oft in the stilly night Oliver Cromwell Quand j'étais chez mon père Sweet Polly Oliver The Ash Grove The last rose of summer The Plough Boy The trees they grow so high Voici le Printemps

Song: Fileuse Artists: Brightman Sarah Favorite: Add Remove Brightman Sarah The Trees They Grow So High Fileuse Lorsque j'étais jeunette, je gardais les moutons, Tirouli, Tiroula, Tirouli, Tiroulou. Tirouli, Tiroula, Tirouli, rouli, roule. N'étais jamais seulette à songer par les monts. Tirouli ... Mais d'autres bergerettes avex moi devisalent. Tirouli ... Parfois de sa musette un berger nous charmait. Tirouli ... Il nous faisait des rondes, joli' rondes d'amour. Tirouli ... Mais me voilà vieille, reste seule toujours. Tirouli ...! Spinner When I was a young girl I tended the sheep, Tirouli, Tiroula, Tirouli, Tiroulou. Tirouli, Tiroula, Tirouli, rouli, roule. I never dreamt in solitude upon the mountainside. Tirouli ... But other young shepherdesses would talk with me. Tirouli ... Sometimes a shepherd would play the musette for our delight. Tirouli ... He would play pretty love dances for us. Tirouli ... Yet now I am old, and still on my own. Tirouli ...!

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