Ti Eliz Iza
Ti eliz iza 'zo ur plachig
E;rus dous koan'vel un aelig
E;rus dous koan'vel un aelig
He anv'zo korantenig
'Vond d'an ejip dre ar saozon
Ma zad'zo beuzet kreiz ar mor don
Kalon ma mamm baour a ranne
Pa n'oa klevet ar chelo; se
War vord ar mor war ar chorre
Korantenig oele doureg
Alas, alas piv ez on me
Me n'am eus den war ar ben-ma;
Me n'am eus den war an douar
Na tad na mamm, na breur na choar
'Barzh an envo;zo un tad mad
E rumengol'zo ur vamm vad
Korantenig'oele doureg
E rumengol p'oa erruet
Gwerchez vari, me a zo paour
N'am eus mann'bet, blev melen aour
Me m'eus na koar na goulaouen,
Netra, netra, 'med ma feden
Me a rei doch'vit kurunen
Ur guden deuz ma blev melen.
In the house of Eliz Iza there is a girl
Happy, sweet, beautiful like a little angel
Happy, sweet, beautiful like a little angel
Her name is Korantenig
While sailing to Egypt
My father was drowned by the English
In the deep sea
The heart of my poor mother broke
When she heard this news
At the seaside, on a rock
Korantenig wept bitterly
"Alas, alas, who am I?
I have no one on this earth
I have no one on this earth
Neither father nor mother
Nor brother or sister
In heaven there is a good father
At Rumengol there is a good mother
Korantenig wept bitterly
As she arrived at Rumengol
"Mary, I'm poor,
I have nothing
But my blond hair
I have no candle nor wax
Nothing, nothing but my prayers
I give you as crown
A curl of my blond hair"
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