Translated by H. Melvin Symmank

The young peasant drove to the thicket,
Look yet now, look!

He loaded up seven girls,
Look yet now, seven!

A knight came towards him,
Look yet now, look!

I bring to you new information,
Look yet now, look!

News of the young woman,
Look yet now, look!

She held it with the little priest,
Look yet now, look!

The young peasant himself quickly grew angry,
Look yet now, look!

Already he reached toward the axe,
Look yet now, look!

He wanted to (kill) the young priest,
Look yet now, look!

The peasant quickly reconsidered himself,
Look yet now, look!

Wickedness can become of this,
Look yet now, look!


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