Song of the troubled one

Text písně Song of the troubled one

What the thrush toils at 
The partridge asks for 
The hapless one takes 
The troubled one steals 
Puts upon a spade 
Sets on a runner 
Hides under a door 
Shields with a bath-whisk 

The farmer hammers 
And tempers his spears 
Marries off his sons 
Hands out his daughters 
In boots clogged with ckay 
In fancy mittens 

The sea-swell rumbles 
And the winds it blows 
And the king hears it 
From five miles away 
From six directions 
From seven back woods 
From eight heaths away.


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