Young Bride Lyrics

"My young bride,

Why are your shoulders like that

of a tired old woman?

Like a tired old woman?



My young bride,

why are your fingers like that

of the hedge in winter?

Of the hedge in winter?



Polonaise and winter

snowshoes and hunters,

carried the curtail for you..

darkness and forests grant you

the longest

face made from porridge and stew..



My young bride,

why aren't you moving at all,

helps to make the day seem shorter..

helps to make the day seem shorter..



My young bride,

Why aren't you keeping with you

all the ones who really love you,

all the ones who really love you..?



Polonaise and winter

snowshoes and hunters,

carried the curtail for you..

darkness and forests grant you

the longest

face made from porridge and stew.."