| Oh brothers let us just float here on the rope
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| We got from the dog's life
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| Had your neck full for a long time
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| We have never slept in the white bed
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| Only a black rain warmed us
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| Eaten by the wind
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| And scratched by the worm
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| Whistling from our choked necks
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| The dreams still that do not understand
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| That the world has an end too
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| There are green thistles in the bowels
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| They may well suffer the living
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| Because it's so white and so smooth
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| When the owl hoots three times in the forest
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| The devil is not far away either
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| When the owl hoots three times in the forest
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| The devil is not far away either
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| Why should the black devil get us
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| Never stole from the poor
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| Even the king doesn't enjoy it
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| He only loves schnapps and his big speeches
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| Lets pray for himself in the churches
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| And lies down with God's lamb in the grass
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| When the owl hoots three times in the forest
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| The devil is not far away either
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| When the owl hoots three times in the forest
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| The devil is not far away either
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| Since we are now roasting in our own fat
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| Consider your misdeeds, you won't get rid of them that easily
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| Snow will soon fall on your hair
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| Then you too lie on a stretcher
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| Small and ugly like in mother's lap
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| When the owl hoots three times in the forest
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| The devil is not far away either
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| When the owl hoots three times in the forest
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| The devil is not far away either
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| And when at midnight the devil came riding
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| Straight out of his hell realm
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| If you cut off the rogues very quickly
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| And threw them into the pond with the fish |