Sota de L'Om

Saint John's Day is a special day
I'm going down the street, lover's street, oh, lai-lom
Under the Elm tree when it shaded, oh, lai-lom

When I'm halfway there, I slam the locked door
My love, come down and open it for me, my beard is frozen, oh, lai-lom
Under the Elm tree when it shaded, oh, lai-lom

And the horse's saddle all white with dew
How can I get down to open it if I'm curled up in bed? Oh, my gosh
Under the Elm tree when it shaded, oh, lai-lom

On one side I have my husband, on the other I have my children
While I was talking my husband woke up, oh, lai-lom
Under the Om tree when shaded, oh, lai-lom

Oh, lai-lom, Under the Elm Tree
Oh, lai-lom, Under the Elm Tree

Under the Elm tree when it shaded, oh, lai-lom