mersiowsky - 5-12-2014 at 07:19 PM
(From: Keule)
Translated by Ed Bernthal
My loved one wrote me a letter
My loved one wrote me a letter
How I should behave myself.
Written with a feather pen was
Written with a feather pen was
The first one, the other one was printed.
The girl read the first one
The girl read the first one,
The other she laid aside.
When the loved one found out
When the loved one found out
That others loved his girl,
He pulled the sword out of its sheath
He pulled the sword out of its sheath,
And thrust it into his heart.
The girl went to the church
The girl went to the church
Through the green bushes.
There her loved one was resting peacefully
There her loved one was resting peacefully
And knew nothing about this evil world.
The mourning lasts no longer
The mourning lasts no longer
Then a short month.
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