Old husband, fearsome husband,
Cut me, burn me slowly!
I am strong, so I fear
Neither knife nor fire lamely!
I hate you, old husband,
I despise you at all dreams;
I love another privily -
I am dying, loving tightly him.
Cut me, husband, burn me -
I will say nothing in squeeze.
Old husband, fearsome husband,
You will not find out who he is.
He is fresher than spring,
Hotter than a summer day:
How young and brave he is!
How he loves me so tight!
How I caressed him
In the silence of the night!
How we laughed then
At your gray hair white…