Then she sang to her husband:—
“Here, husband, is the lota of water:
Here, husband, is the tooth stick;
Come, and wash your hands:
If you are angry with me
Take me back to my father and mother.”
But Sahde Goala was ploughing at the head of his men and paid no attention to her: then she sang again:—
“Seven hundred labourers
And twenty hundred women labourers,
You are causing to die of thirst.”