In August, while mowing the wheat,
We were dying of thirst in the plain.
With my heart on fire I went
To drink? flat stomach ? the fountain.
The cold water froze me? the bloods
And I die in this autumn weather
O? we dance in front of the ton
During the beautiful ending days.
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I hear the violins,
Marie.
Go, little one I like it.
I don't need anything anymore.
Are you going to dance? the meadow.
I hear the violins,
Marie.
Come into the circle cheerfully
And choose a handsome guy in the circle
And give him your c loving heart
Who would remain alone in this world.
Yes, I was jealous this summer,
When another followed you
But we don't understand life well
On the verge of leaving it.
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And later, you will marry,
And as long as the harvest is high,
With your love and two arms,
Reaping one day alongside? coast,
Perhaps you will come? to speak,
Moved with pity, serious and sober,
Of a guy who died in October,
Of a misfortune taken while mowing the wheat.
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