Friends are already wearing wooden shoes when we're here.
Song
1. Friends already wear wooden shoes, ; Those who sleep with their partners live their own world, ; Behold, I, my poor orphan, sleep alone, ; Wherever I grope, I find only food. ; ; 2. I went far to get married, although I had not gone, ; My sweet, dear wife, you would have been lost there, ; I married an old maid, and I slept with her, ; She shuffles and shuffles with her slippers, oh, I am afraid of her. ; ; 3. Would a jury, would a judge divorce me from her, ; God forbid, God forbid, I will not live with her, ; If the devil were like that, he would look like a cart, ; The more he screamed, the better he would carry her.