And her eyes are brilliant as the stars in the sky.
Her two cheeks are roses of a natural color,
And her lips are as sweet as the pure honeycomb.
—
Good morning, my fair maiden, on my knees I fall
To ask your benediction to become a Capuchin.
To ask your benediction to become a Recollet,
In St. Francis convent, in the village of Morlaix.
—Oh, enough of Recollets has St. Francis's convent,
And enough of priests has the village of Morlaix.
There are enough of priests everywhere in the country,