Lyrics of Le meunier et la jeune fille - La Bottine Souriante

Le meunier et la jeune fille (original)

C'était une jeune fille
Qui voulait faire moudre son grain tiguedin (bis)
Oh!
elle prit son sac à moudre et s’en va au moulin
Ti-guedi-guedi-guedin Canada tourna
Ah oui, ah!
fit l’enfant, tout-ci, tout-ça
Ti ta ti … Ti ta ti …
Nous sommes en train de moudre
Nous sommes en train de moudre (bis)
Elle prit son sac à moudre
Et s’en va au moulin tiguedin (bis)
Oh!
beau meunier, beau meunier, voudrais-tu moudre mon grain?
Ti-guedi-guedi-guedin Canada tourna
Beau meunier, beau meunier
Voudrais-tu moudre mon grain tiguedin?
(bis)
La belle s’est endormie, oh!
su’l tic tac du moulin
Ti-guedi-guedi-guedin Canada tourna
La belle s’est endormie
Su’l tic tac du moulin tiguedin (bis)
Quand elle s’est réveillée, oh!
son p’tit sac était plein
Ti-guedi-guedi-guedin Canada tourna
Quand elle s’est réveilllée
Son p’tit sac était plein tiguedin (bis)
Oh!
que va dire ma mère de voir mon p’tit sac plein
Ti-guedi-guedi-guedin Canada tourna
Oh!
que va dire ma mère
De voir mon p’tit sac plein tiguedin (bis)
Tu diras à ta mère que c’est du sarrasin

(translation)

She was a young girl
Who wanted to grind his tiguedin grain (twice)
Oh!
she took her bag to grind and went to the mill
Ti-guedi-guedi-guedin Canada turned
Ah yes, ah!
said the child, all this, all that
Ti ta ti... Ti ta ti...
We are grinding
We are grinding (repeat)
She took her bag to grind
And goes to the tiguedin mill (twice)
Oh!
handsome miller, handsome miller, would you grind my grain?
Ti-guedi-guedi-guedin Canada turned
Handsome miller, handsome miller
Would you like to grind my tiguedin grain?
(bis)
Beauty has fallen asleep, oh!
su'l tic tac du moulin
Ti-guedi-guedi-guedin Canada turned
Beauty has fallen asleep
Su'l tic tac du moulin tiguedin (bis)
When she woke up, oh!
his little bag was full
Ti-guedi-guedi-guedin Canada turned
When she woke up
His little bag was full tiguedin (twice)
Oh!
what will my mother say to see my little bag full
Ti-guedi-guedi-guedin Canada turned
Oh!
what will my mother say
To see my little bag full tiguedin (twice)
You tell your mother it's buckwheat