Letras

What shall we give to the child of the Mother?
What shall we give that to him will taste good?
Hazel nuts, honeycomb, figs and ripe olives,
Honey and curds we will bring for his food.
What shall we give to the sweet son of Mary?
What shall we give to the beautiful child?
Figs in a basket and scales for to weigh them,
Sweet corn and figs we will bring to the child.
Tan-ta-ta-tan-ta, the figs are not ripened,
Tan-ta-ta-tan-ta, the figs are still green,
They will be ripe by the day of the palm leaves,
Ripe when the bright sun at Easter is seen.
Written by: James Woodhouse
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