| Tri Martolodso young tra la la, la la la la
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| Tri Martolod so young they sailed away to sea
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| Tri Martolod so young tra la la, la la la la
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| Tri Martolod so young they set sail from Brittany
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| A storm began as they set sail
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| The waves swelled high around them
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| The winds were strong,
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| The journey long
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| They landed in Newfoundland.
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| They anchored down beside a mill
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| And met a girl who worked there
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| She said to one «I know you well
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| For once you were my lover —
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| A ring you bought in Nantes for me
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| And promised we would marry
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| I waited for a year or more
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| Why so long did you tarry?»
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| ‘I was, they said, too poor to wed
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| And could no longer see you,
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| One day, three martolod, we fled —
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| The storm it blew us to you"
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| «Your destiny is here with me
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| Our love will always feed us —
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| We’ll live like birds so wild and free
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| Wherever life may lead us!» |