Beware my angels golden eyes.

"Paloshaveve", "Paloshaveve"

The people cry the people sigh.

What brings us here and maybe why?


The princess calls a meeting of court.

Calling the valleys, calling the port.

Make your journeys and make them short.

Calling every person, calling every sort.


Bring to me your great and small.

Bring the children's children, the toys and dolls.

Bring the boys, the rubber balls.

Come one, come some, come everyone all.


The people arrive from every way.

They came each time from work or play.

And then she speaks, and what does she say?

"Welcome my people, and have a nice day".