The Vlachs, the Vlachs, wear wooden shoes.
Song
1. The Wallachians, the Wallachians wear wooden shoes, ; Those who sleep in pairs live their world. ; Behold, I, a poor servant, sleep alone, ; Wherever I grope, I find only a wall. ; ; 2. Everyone has a baby, but I don't have one yet. ; Some have two, some have three, I have none. ; If God would give me one sometimes, oh, I would appreciate it, ; I would tie his hands and feet and put him in the smoke.