Barracks Barracks
Song
Barracks, barracks, ; Thick windows on it. ; Thick windows, inside the big table, ; My mourning letter on it. ; ; My mourning letter on it, ; No one reads it. ; I will have an outlaw lover, ; Hey, who will read it. ; ; Read, my baby, read, ; My mourning letter. ; On the first day of October, Chuhai, ; They will take me away. ; ; They will take me away ; Far from Bohemia, ; I must leave my outlaw lover here, ; Hey, someone else's career.