The trees are tall, the leaves grow green
How long has it been since you saw your love,
a long time, and today he came back all alone:
he is young but he will grow.
Father, oh father, you have done me a serious wrong
you gave me as a wife to someone who is little more than a child,
he is fifteen years old and I am already almost twenty:
it is young but will grow up.
Daughter, oh daughter, I have never wronged you,
I gave you as a wife to the son of a Lord,
your child will be rich and respected:
he is young but he will grow.
Father, oh father, tomorrow I will be alone,
they will send him away for another year,
and on his return he will have a son who is a stranger to him:
he is young but he will grow.
Yesterday in the morning sitting on your balcony
you were spying on the boys playing in the street,
your true love of them was the most beautiful:
he is young but he will grow.
A year later he got married,
time passes and he is the father of a child,
time runs and your flower on his grave:
it's He's young but he'll grow.

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