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I I I S BOOTUR                                                                      3 3










                                   Cunning people you are.
                                   Having a wide face,
                                   A direct manner,
                                   Envious people you are.
                                   Boasting of your names
                                   That a horse can’t pull you.
                                   Putting on airs
                                   That a steed can’t catch you.
                                   Who are you to be so haughty,
                                   To ignore me, not to visit me ?
                                   If you dare visit me,
                                   I’ll tear off your ears,
                                   I’ll whip your ass!
                                   Don’t dare come to me
                                   I’ll disgrace you, vagrants!h
                                   Bursting out his thoughts
                                   Which had kept for so long,
                                   He calmed down at last,
                                   And sat down on his bed.
                                   His sisters standing near him,
                                   Crying out bitterly,
                                   Started to sing:


                                      Three Sisters


                                   Syy-I! Yy-y-I!
                                   Our dear brother,
                                   What have you done ?
                                   We are so agitated!
                                   Why did you shout so early ?
                                   Why have you insulted the sky ?
                                   Why have you used sinful words?
                                   We’ll be punished for it!
                                   They will come down
                                   From the Upper World.
                                   They will come out
                                   From the Low World.
                                   They will drive us out
                                   From the Middle World!
                                   Their brother sneering at them,
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