A frol d'augoa [English translation]

Dawn of St John,

Most beautiful morn,

When than sun dances in rising

And laughs as the day ends.

Where is Our Lady going?

Where is St Mary going?

She is going to the seaside,

She is going towards the ria.1

What do you say of the Virgin, what do you say?

What is St Mary saying?

Which girl will be, which one,

The one to fetch the cold water flower?

It will not be a lady or a relation2;

It will be Princess Aldina,

The princess in love,

The King of Galicia’s daughter.

There is no other like her,

So beautiful and so lovely,

With her light-coloured eyes,

The colour of the ria’s water.

Only you, Aldina, will be

The one to take the cold water flower.

Only you, Aldina, will be

The one to take the cold water flower.

Rise from your bed, girl,

Go towards the ria

For even though you will go alone,

With company You will return.

In the royal palace’s tower,

Even though the day is still far away,

The bed linen is moving,

Someone is getting up.

It’s the princess! The Lord preserve her!

It was the charming Aldina

Who is going on St John’s day

To taste the cold water flower.