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Give me a barrel of wine.
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A group stood in a line. They held hands. Opposite them, six or seven meters away, was the other group. One half said: Give me a barrel of wine! The other half said: Give me a barrel of wine, our red apple is now blooming, our red apple is now budding. Give me a beautiful chain, whose name is Zsófi. Then the one named ran over and tried to break the chain. If he couldn't break it, he stayed there. If he broke the chain, he took one with him.