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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! "