| I wanted to ride into the city on a white horse
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| Yes, the hostess of the tavern smiled at me.
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| On the bridge, apparently, the miller cast an oblique glance,
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| And I stayed for the night with that mistress.
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| The horse tore the bridle out of his hands, he asked for the way soon,
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| But lovers do not hear best friends.
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| I feasted all night until morning in that tavern,
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| And on a leash, the horse yearned for me.
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| White horse, white horse, I lost you.
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| The white horse galloped away from me across the steppe.
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| White horse, white horse, I lost my horse
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| Only snow, white snow covers me.
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| I woke up in the morning with a headache
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| I can't understand what happened to me.
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| Where is my mistress, who hugged me all night?
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| In an open field, alone in the snow, I lay ...
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| Where is my white horse, where is the bag with the treasury?
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| It was summer yesterday, and today it is winter.
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| I wanted to ride into the city on a white horse
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| Yes, the hostess of the tavern smiled at me.
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| White horse, white horse, I lost you.
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| The white horse galloped away from me across the steppe.
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| White horse, white horse, I lost my horse
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| Only snow, white snow covers me. |