Let's see little shepherd, take good care of the sheep

The shepherd goes with his flock
At the break of dawn
Descending the path
From the mountain to the meadow

He goes playing his complaints
With his little reed flute
Followed by his sheep
As if it were a spell

The little flute
Of the shepherd
Ay, ay, ay
Sings like this

The shepherd is already on his way back
As the sun is setting
He goes climbing up the slope
To guard his flock

With his little flute he calls
One by one his sheep
And he communicates to them
His joys and his sorrows

The little flute
Of the shepherd
Ay, ay, ay
Sings like this

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