I grab the hem of my skirt.
Song
1. I grab the hem of my skirt,
I walk through my village,
I look in through a small window,
There I see my rose on iron.
2. Come on, my rose, why are you on iron,
What prank have you played on the city?
I stole a silk handkerchief as a ticket,
I still have it in my pocket.
I walk through my village,
I look in through a small window,
There I see my rose on iron.
2. Come on, my rose, why are you on iron,
What prank have you played on the city?
I stole a silk handkerchief as a ticket,
I still have it in my pocket.