On Saint Anthony's day 
great balls take place.
On Saint Maurice's day 
the whole village goes there. 

Tra la-ra-la, tra-la-ra-la
Tra la-ra-là.
Three maidens go to the ball,
they are from the Empordà, 
one says to the other:
- who will ask you to dance?
Let's go little maidens, 
let's go to the ball,
that Heir Riera 
will let us step in.
She is asked
for the first dance,
but at the second
the news arrived.
Excuse me miladies
but I have to go, 
because my beloved 
soon she will die. 

- May God be with you, Maria,
how is Maria? 
- I reckon, Riera,
that she is very ill.
He turns his back,
and goes to the church.
In front of the Holy Christ 
he goes down on his knees.
- Lord, please help me
if you want to help me,
give me back my loved one 
who is at death's door.
Nine days afterwards 
Maria gets out of bed 
and within three weeks
they got married.