The skirt
Under the skirt the petticoat,
Under the skirt, the petticoat
Under the skirt, the skirt, the petticoat, the skirt
Which is made out of very fine linen,
The skirt, the skirt!
And being a girl,
I'm a jewel.
I will spin with the skirt
Oh yes, it flared!
It wheels around me
One, two, three: it flew up!
Fire and water
Earth and salt,
Mandrake's root...
Light, crystal!
It shines more and more,
It shines and shines
In the madrigals.
It will shine, it shone!
I will spin with the skirt
And the skirt flared,
It wheels again and we turn again,
Oh yes, it flared!
Oh yes, come on!
One, two, three: it wheels around
And one more time in the other direction
It spins again
Oh yes, come on!
One, two, three: it wheels around
And it has fallen before me!!!