Ti Eliz Iza

Ti eliz iza 'zo ur plachig [bad word] dous koan'vel un aelig
 [bad word] dous koan'vel un aelig
He anv'zo korantenig

'Vond d'an ejip dre ar saozon
Ma zad'zo beuzet kreiz ar mor don

Kalon ma mamm baour a ranne
Pa n'oa klevet ar chelo; se

War vord ar mor war ar chorre
Korantenig oele doureg
Alas, alas piv ez on me
Me n'am eus den war ar ben-ma;

Me n'am eus den war an douar
Na tad na mamm, na breur na choar

'Barzh an envo;zo un tad mad [bad word] zo ur vamm vad

Korantenig'oele doureg [bad word] p'oa [bad word] Gwerchez vari, me a zo paour
N'am eus mann'bet, blev melen aour
Me m'eus na koar na goulaouen,
Netra, netra, 'med ma feden

Me a rei doch'vit [bad word] Ur guden deuz ma blev melen.

In the house of Eliz Iza there is a girl
Happy, sweet, beautiful like a little angel
Happy, sweet, beautiful like a little angel

Her name is Korantenig
While sailing to Egypt
My father was drowned by the English
In the deep sea

The heart of my poor mother broke
When she heard this news

At the seaside, on a rock
Korantenig wept bitterly

"Alas, alas, who am I?
I have no one on this earth

I have no one on this earth
Neither father nor mother
Nor brother or sister

In heaven there is a good father [bad word] there is a good mother

Korantenig wept bitterly
As she arrived [bad word] 
"Mary, I'm poor,
I have nothing
But my blond hair
I have no candle nor wax
Nothing, nothing but my prayers

I give you as crown
curl of my blond hair"