Once I was driving, before Christmas,
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He drove the horse with a horse-drawn whip,
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A dark forest stands in my way,
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Someone in that forest is howling and screaming.
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I went to the sweet flight for fifteen miles,
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And it sweeps around, only the tail is visible,
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My horse is black,
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Wait, my love, I'll be with you.
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But suddenly I hear a howl, my horse gave a gallop,
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Oh my God, I almost sat in a snowdrift,
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I took out my sawn-off shotgun from my sheepskin coat,
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And he shouted to the horse: “Help me out dear!”
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And the unclean ones rushed after me,
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That I began to be baptized, fear pierced my soul,
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I randomly fire from the sawn-off shotgun,
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Oh, I wish I had silver bullets!
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God help me!
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Oh, these enemies defeated me!
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Saint Nicholas, protect!
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Oh, the devils have finished it, their mother's children!
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And the farm is just a stone's throw away -
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Vile ghouls can not catch up with me,
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Here is the house where mine lives,
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I will circle the holy circle around the house.
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I drove the horse to the gate and at once,
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Hay almost gave him a stack at a time,
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You eat my dear, because you saved me!
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Oh you crow! |
I praised the horse.
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God help me!
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Oh, these enemies defeated me!
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Saint Nicholas, protect!
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Oh, the devils have finished it, their mother's children!
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Save, - I am baptized, - Mother of God!
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When I rush back, as the weather clears,
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Pebble dear knocked on the window -
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Your darling has come, get the wine!
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I’ll take a sip of wine from a ladle, my heart, mother,
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I'll hug the pebbles and we'll go to sleep,
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Tomorrow I'm in the cold, rush home again,
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Help Christ and my crow.
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God help me!
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Oh, these enemies defeated me!
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Saint Nicholas, protect!
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Oh, the devils have finished it, their mother's children!
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God help me!
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Oh, these enemies defeated me!
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Saint Nicholas, protect!
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Oh, the devils have finished it, their mother's children! |