Percival Schuttenbach pocaunek

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Where have you been, my daughter
Where have you been - tell me, little daughter
I was, mother, there by the river,
Where a gray stream of water flows
Under the leaden eyelid of the sky
And a sharp whistle of the wind
What have you seen, my daughter
What have you seen - tell me, daughter
I have seen a boat - I will tell you -
Where the rustling rushes shake,
Where the water splashes like when fishing
And a sharp whistle of the wind
Who was sailing in the boat, my daughter
Who was sailing in it - tell me, daughter
There was someone in it dressed in white
In the pupils the light shone brightly on him
Like the fire of the stars in the sky, it struck down
And the wind whistled sharply
What did he tell you, my daughter
What did he tell you - talk, little daughter
He didn't say anything, but without a word
He kissed me three times on the lips
Oh, what unspeakable pleasure!
And the wind whistled around
Why did you get so cold, my daughter
Why did you turn white - say , baby
She didn't say a word
Her head fell on her chest
The specter of death appeared from her eyes
And the wind whistled around

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