God bless you Silica cook

1. God be with you, Silice chief, ; You can be a fool for me, ; You can be a fool for me, ; I will never trample you again. ; ; 2. My mother, my mother, my mother, ; My sweet nurse, ; You would rather have given birth to a stone, ; My mother, than to me. ; ; 3. The ship capsizes many times, ; Many a handsome young man is thrown off by a horse, ; Many a mother is sad, ; When war begins.