The little bird of the argyelus

The little bird of the Argyel does not perch on every branch, ; I will not lie down on the couch you have spread for me, ; Stand on me, charm me, turn towards me, kiss me. ; ; “The groom has four candles between his fingers. The candles are burning, then he recites a poem. Well, after each poem he takes out a candle, and this little bird of the Argyel sings in a special way. When all four candles are gone, it is over, but each candle will give one.”