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VIOLET ON THE MOUNTAIN<br />
O Sun, come on inside!<br />
I’ve no clothes or shoes to wear,<br />
O Sun, come on inside!<br />
My spindle and my distaff,<br />
O Sun, come on inside!<br />
Come back to me quickly,<br />
O Sun, come on inside!<br />
I will sew a shirt now,<br />
O Sun, come on inside!<br />
And I’ll sew a fine red dress,<br />
O Sun, come on inside!<br />
Longed-for, blowing in the wind,<br />
O Sun, come on inside!<br />
Come back to me quickly,<br />
O Sun, come on inside!<br />
The land of souls<br />
Those cut off from the sun’s domain<br />
Gather in the land of souls.<br />
In the land of souls, young people<br />
Come together in one place.<br />
They light candles, beeswax tapers,<br />
Set the table for a banquet.<br />
In the land of souls, old people<br />
Sit down at the table’s head.<br />
The young folks, in prime of life,<br />
All rise to their feet and chant.<br />
Lovely women, wives and sisters,<br />
Sit there in the candlelight.<br />
Newly-sundered wives and husbands<br />
Show up in the land of souls;<br />
There is no light in their eyes,<br />
There comes no sound from their lips.<br />
The old people, gazing on them,<br />
Burn with sorrow for their fate.<br />
Small children in the land of souls<br />
Wander, searching for their mothers;<br />
When the day draws to a close,<br />
They ofttimes become distressed;<br />
They recall their mothers’ breasts,<br />
With nought to suck on but their thumbs.<br />
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