1. 5.
Ah, my little Peter, Dear little Peter,
I am sleepy, and-- I have bleached it, and--
Shall I go to bed? Shall I go to bed?
Go on spinning, and-- Weave it, and--
Then, then, then, Then, then, then,
Go on spinning, and-- Weave it, and--
Then, then, yes. Then, then, yes.
2. 6.
Dear little Peter, Dear little Peter,
I have spun, and-- I have woven it, and--
Shall I go to bed? Shall I go to bed?
Put the thread up in skeins, and-- Cut it, and--
Then, then, then, Then, then, then,
Put the thread up in skeins, and-- Cut it, and--
Then, then, yes. Then, then, yes.
3. 7.
Dear little Peter, Dear little Peter,
I have put it in skeins, and-- I have cut it, and--
Shall I go to bed? Shall I go to bed?
Wind off the thread, and-- Sew it, and--
Then, then, then, Then, then, then,
Wind off the thread, and-- Sew it, and--
Then, then, yes. Then, then, yes.
4. 8.
Dear little Peter, Oh! my little Peter,
I have wound it off, and-- I have sewn it, and--
Shall I go to bed? Shall I go to bed?
Bleach it, and-- It is daylight! and--
Then, then, then, Then, then, then,
Bleach it, and-- It is daylight! and--
Then, then, yes. Then, then, yes!
The best living Basque poets are--on the French side, Captain
Elisamboure, of Hendaye; and Iparraguirre, of San Sebastian, among the
Spanish Basques. Iparraguirre is now very old. He is the author of the
song "Guernicaco Arbola" ("The Tree of Guernica," in Biscay), an oak
under which the Lords of Biscay swore fidelity to the Fueros. This
has become almost the national song of the Basques. [212] A few
words on two other classes of songs, the drinking and the macaronic,
must conclude our remarks. The most spirited drinking song is the
following. [213] It must be remembered, in excuse, that the shepherds
live a very hard life on the mountains the greater part of the year,
and taste little wine there.