"Again Philip struck me!
"'It's long since I've seen you,
My dearly-loved daughter,
But could I have known
How the baggage would treat you!'…
Whined Mother-in-law.
"And again Phílip struck me! 170
"Well, that is the story.
'Tis surely not fitting
For wives to sit counting
The blows of their husbands,
But then I had promised
To keep nothing back."
"Ah, well, with these women—
The poisonous serpents!—
A corpse would awaken
And snatch up a horsewhip," 180
The peasants say, smiling.
Matróna said nothing.
The peasants, in order
To keep the occasion
In manner befitting,
Are filling the glasses;
And now they are singing
In voices of thunder
A rollicking chorus,
Of husbands' relations, 190
And wielding the knout.
… …
"Cruel hated husband,
Hark! he is coming!
Holding the knout…."
Chorus
"Hear the lash whistle!
See the blood spurt!
Ai, leli, leli!
See the blood spurt!"