I was a baby when my mother gave birth to me.

I was a bud to my mother when I was born, ; I became a rose when I became a soldier. ; I opened my baby's window, ; I'm going to the big Czech Republic, my baby. ; ; My mother warned me to do good, ; Not to go to the village late. ; I didn't listen to my mother's words, ; They beat my head for nine hours. ; ; If they beat my orphaned head, ; Who will wash my bloody handkerchief? ; My mother will be its washerwoman, ; A little brown girl will be its ironer.