mersiowsky - 3-5-2014 at 03:51 PM
(From Kolpen)
Translated by Ed Bernthal
Beyond the Bohemian hills there lies
A small well, fresh and clean,
Ho he!
A small well, fresh and clean.
In it a maiden was washing
Her red cheeks,
Ho he!
Her red cheeks.
Before she was done washing
Came the sad news:
Ho he!
That her lover was no more.
They took him to his grave
And many people followed behind,
Ho he!
And many people followed behind.
Everyone, everyone was crying very much,
But his loved one much more,
Ho he!
But his loved one much more.
Be quiet maiden and don’t cry,
For there is no shortage of youths,
Ho he!
For there is no shortage of youths.
Even though there is no shortage of youths,
There is no one in the crowd,
Ho he!
Like my departed one.
We had a dish,
Out of which we both ate,
Ho he!
Out of which we both ate.
We had a spoon,
With which we both ate,
Ho he!
With which we both ate.
We had only one ring,
Which we shared,
Ho he!
Which we shared.
We had an apple,
Which we shared,
Ho he!
Which we shared.
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