Oh, they ring the bells beautifully.
Song
1. Oh, but they ring beautifully, ; Maybe for my dove. ; Now they are taking him to the wedding, ; I can't even say goodbye to him. ; ; 2. I wish I hadn't taken him, ; Until I reach his yard. ; I would fall on his shoulders, ; Oh, but I would cry bitterly. ; ; 3. That mother can cry, ; Whose two sons are soldiers. ; One is an artilleryman, the other a goat, ; Oh, but bitterly ; ; 4. That mother can cry, ; Whose son is a bootmaker. ; He knows where he will fall, ; He will fall into the bowl of cherries.