Falade ben baixo petade pouquino,
Pra que no deperte o noso rollino,
Ay, mina xoya, meo queridino,
Eu ben quisiera darche agorino,
Terte no collo, acochadino.
Mina xoya, meu rapaz, Mina xoya, como estas?
Que es tas tembrando de frio,
Ay, que lastima me das;
Que estas tembrando do de frio,
Aye, que lastima me das.

We'll speak very softly and lower our voices
Before the dear Savior whom Heaven rejoices.
O my beloved, coul I but hold Thee,
How great my gladness, holiest rapture!
How great Thy blessing, falling upon me!
My beloved, my heart's joy,
My beloved, how are you?
From the cold I see you trembling,
And it grieves me through and through:
From the cold I see you trembling,
And it grieves me through and through.

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