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How an owl catched a bat
With her claws squeezed the bones
How knight Amvrosiy with slashing fellows
Is going to visit his neighbour
Though many chains and locks on the gates,
The mistress will open for visitors.

"So, Martha, guide us, where's your old man sleeps?
Why did you turn so pale?
Under the lock Dunai is boiling, curling,
The night will hide the bloody work.
Dont be afraid, the dead won't raise from coffin,
Whatever will be - will be, guide us forward "

Under the lock Dunai is boiling, curling,
The clouds run straight;
The work is done, the oldman slaughtered,
Amvrosiy is feasting with crowd.
The Moon peers in bloody waters,
With Amvrosiy feasts the villain-wife.

Under the lock Dunai is boiling, curling,
The castle in flames.
Amvrosiy says to his fellows:
"Slay everyone, young and old
Don't mourn, mistress, be more joyful
It's you who let in these funny guests "

Sparkling, curling, Dunai reflects
All the castle embraced
Amvrosiy says to his fellows:
"It's time to go home for us, folks
Don't mourn, mistress, and be more joyful
It's you who let in these funny guests "

Over Martha the husband curse thunders,
He execrated her, dying:
Disappear, you, so your kind,
I curse you one hundred times
Let the love between you both run dry,
Let granny drink the blood of her grandchild

And my curse will burden all your kind,
And there will be no place for them
Until the portrait will go down the aisle,
Until the bride will raise from coffin,
And crushing the skull, will lay down in blood
The last victim of guilty love "

How an owl catched a bat
With her claws squeezed the bones
How knight Amvrosiy with slashing fellows
Came to visit his neighbour
Don't mourn, mistress, and be more joyful
It's you who let in these funny guests "