"Since death is now so near me
Undo these bonds, I pray."
She, strong in youth's sweet pity,
Broke all his bonds away.
He, brave in youth's bold daring,
Leaped far into the bay.
His first wild plunge has borne him
Deep 'neath the waters grey.
The second bears him safe across
The wild sea's dashing spray.
In safety now he boldly stands
And carols forth this lay:—
"God bless all maidens fair, but most,
The jailor's daughter gay;
And should I e'er return to Nantes
I'll wed her, yea or nay,
Gai, faluron, falurette,
I'll wed her, yea or nay."
Gai, faluron, dondé.
