Why remain alone

Why remain alone to keep one's sheep?

What can a young girl do

who does not have a crook against the gluttonous wolves!

With me in the plain, someone comes to protect me:

Pierre, the beautiful shepherd...

"Maiden, the wool between my fingers is light on the spindle."

Pierre is strong, Pierre is soft:

His word caresses. He said to me on his knees: "Madeleine, we love each other"

And Pierre has my tenderness.

But he is gone from here to another beautiful girl,

and the wolves stole from me even my faithful dog...

my tears ran...

"Maiden, light on the spindle!"

Pierre, the beautiful shepherd, is unfaithful to me!