I. My beautiful daugher-in-law,
embroider the waists of our blouses.
Your peers have already done this,
and you're just lying there sleeping.
I have no light, nor anyone to give it to me.
My mother-in-law is killing me with screams!
II. Once there was a priest lying sick in bed.
In the middle of the night, he called to his maid:
Bring me a pitcher, there's no water.
She went to the fountain and was bitten by a frog.
And in nine months she bore a tiny child who lack nothing, not even a cassock.
III. The bride bathes and her suitors rejoice.
What do brides deserve?
I'll tell you:
white bread, a bed of roses, a beautiful chicken.
I'm telling you!