Beauty is in the garden of love, Beauty is in the garden of love. There she has lain for a month or five weeks. Laridondon, laridondaine. Her father seeks her everywhere, Her father seeks her everywhere. Her lover is broken-hearted. Laridondon, laridondaine. Shepherd, o shepherd, have you not seen, Shepherd, o shepherd, have you not seen, My beloved pass by here? Laridondon, laridondaine. She is down in yonder valley, She is down in yonder valley, recounting her woes to a bird. Laridondon, laridondaine. The beautiful bird has flown, The beautiful bird has flown, And sorrow carries him far away. Laridondon, laridondaine.
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