Loa loa txuntxurun berde

Sleep, sleep, txuntxurun berde*
Sleep, sleep blackberry,
Our father’s gone to Vitoria,
Carrying our mother on his mule.

Our father’s gone to Vitoria,
Carrying our mother on his mule.
Sleep, sleep, txuntxurun berde*
Sleep, sleep blackberry.
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*It is unknown the exact meaning of these words. (source)