Oh, I got wet and cold a lot.
Song
1. Oh, but I got wet a lot, I was cold, ; When I walked the Italian land, ; It occurs to me that I have a homeland too, ; Hey, my black-eyed baby is there too. ; ; 2. It's not cold, but the lake is frozen, ; I could drink my little horse, the pale one, ; Come, my baby, cut a hole, a wheel, ; Hey, let my little horse drink enough. ; ; 3. I didn't sleep an hour that night, ; I listened to the little angel's complaint, ; Around midnight she told me what was wrong, ; Hey, she would get married, but her mother wouldn't let her.