Dandansoy, let's leave you
I'm going back to Payaw
Even if you're dry,
Payaw is your only view.
Dandansoy, if you catch up
You will pour water even if you are thirsty
On the road you will pour it.
Convent, where is the cura?
Municipality, where is justice?
Here is Dansoy suing,
Suing for love.
Your handkerchief and this handkerchief of mine,
Torn because I'm going to join,
Even if we get offended,
We're your husband, I'm your wife.

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