Mother, I have two lovers and I don’t know which to take. One is a tailor, the other has nothing. But I am unfaithful to the tailor and I love the other with all my heart. Throw water in front of your door, my love, and when I go by, I’ll slip and fall. When your parents come out, I’ll make myself known to them. Come, my jewel, my beauty, see where I live: between two high mountains where I die without you.
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