Le Vent Du Nord Les Trois Freres Roy lyrics

Le Vent Du Nord
Maudite Moisson
Les Trois Freres Roy
On a ship there were three brothers
They were fine facing the sea
Three tall tough men of the Finistère
Caught on the river in the dept of the winter

In the mouth of the St-Laurent river
They saw how large it was
On their faces the wind icing
As their speaking on the continent

Just before the fiord and his current
Full of hope and uncertainty
Although it was dark, the moon shining
They could see inhabitants

They came on board
And unloaded their goods
Three beautiful female farmers without lovers
Took them in the meantime

In December they ask
For the three mistresses’hand
All pleased, they accepted
The year after they got married


On the flank f Mont-Joli
Affluents of paradise
And windy it was
Elements were vigorous

To set up in the village
One must built three big mills
To feed one self, to grind grain
To plane the tall fir trees

Then the brothers sawed up wood
And the female farmers pea soup
A pot hanger a good meal
And thatched cottages against cold (bis)

It is in the lower St-Laurent
In a sleigh under the snow
Sited on the skin of white hare
Watermill, windmill

On a brand new continent
Had many grandchildren
A fine people, a great people
Watermill, windmill (bis)