mersiowsky - 5-22-2014 at 09:42 PM
(From: Bautzen)
Translated by Ed Bernthal
The orphan child goes out
To see her mother at home.
It meets a man
So old and graying.
‘Tell me why are you crying
My dear, dear child?’
“All the people have left the church
But my mother is not coming.”
‘Go to the cemetery
There to the first fresh grave.’
‘Kneel down there, dear child,
And pray a silent “Our Father”.’
‘And then call out loud
My dear mother, you!’
‘My dear mother, you
Please come, come home again.’
“You my dear, dear child,
Just go home again.”
“You still have your father there,
You still have you step-mother there.”
“The step-mother hit me so much,
Under the bench she threw me.”
“Then she said to me:
Lie there, you lazy ass.”
“Ha, you smell to me much worse
Than a dead lazy ass.”
‘O my dear mother
Please come, come home again.’
“You , my dear, dear child
Just go home again.”
Two angels flew down
And took the poor child.
Took it under their wings
And flew with it towards heaven.
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