WERELDKOOR HAARLEM

Ai SOLIDOM

Portugal

 

 

If you walk by the churchyard

ai solidom solidom 

upon my funeral day

tell the earth not to eat

the tresses in my hair.

 

Oh little doll if I would catch you here alone

oh little doll I'd give that little face a kiss,

oh little doll, oh little doll. 

 

The olive tree complains,

complains with some good reason,

that some folks pick her olives,

and cast her leaves to the ground.