Song

1. The rain is dripping, ; It won't stop, ; This little brown girl, drink it, ; She wants to sleep with me someday. ; ; 2. Until then, little brown girl; You won't lie down in bed, ; Until she drinks it in front of the altar, ; You won't stand in front of me ever. ; ; 3. Wine her... Read More

We've already eaten and drunk enough.

1. We've had enough to drink, we've eaten, ; May the devil take us now, ; The barrel is half full, ; The thief can't reach it. ; He reaches, he reaches only the edge, ; My baby wants it, he reaches the middle. Read More

The Italians wear wooden shoes.

Song

1. The Italians, the Italians walk in wooden shoes, ; Those who walk in pairs live their world, ; Behold, I, a poor widow, walk alone, ; I hug my pillow, but I find no one. Read More

My dino, my dane, will never have an end.

Song

1. My dino, my dane will never have an end, ; The skirt of the nanny's skirt is bent up. ; Cinális, canal, my baby has also been abandoned, ; I will be your little angel, if your mother also cares. ; ; 2. Mud here, mud there, there is mud in the pit, ; Two of us fell, three of us... Read More