Oh how pretty are the girls from my country
Laï laï laï laï laï laï
Laï laï laï laï
Yes, how pretty are the girls from my country
Laï laï laï laï laï laï
Laï laï laï laï

In their eyes shines the sun
Of summer evenings
The sea plays with the sky there
And makes them dream
As soon as they are sixteen
The slightest torment
The slightest happiness
Makes their heart beat

Oh how pretty are the girls from my country
Laï laï laï laï laï laï
Laï laï laï laï
Yes, how pretty are the girls from my country
Laï laï laï laï laï laï
Laï laï laï laï

When a boy courts them
He already knows
That he will get nothing of their love
The first time
He must commit
He must deserve
The hand he holds
Already in his hand

Because they are the girls, the girls of my country
Laï laï laï laï laï laï
Laï laï laï laï
The honor of the family the girls of my country
Laï laï laï laï laï laï
Laï laï laï laï

The one who knows how to make himself loved
Will be happy
They have nothing more to refuse
To their lovers
Yes, but for that
You have to see dad
You have to see mom
A ring on the finger.

Oh how pretty are the girls from my country
Laï laï laï laï laï laï
Laï laï laï laï
Yes, how pretty are the girls from my country
Laï laï laï laï laï laï
Laï laï laï laï

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