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Bare-clothing-stricken Little Boy

How they want me not to shed tears,
my dear sweetheart,
if she is the mother of my child
a little boy?
 
Every time I pass by her house's front door
my dear sweetheart,
the little-angel-like boy approaches me
bare-clothing-stricken little boy.
 
And he tells me, almost tearful,
my dear sweetheart,
perhaps you have brought it to me a little bit of bread,
daddy.
 
My dear sweetheart, where am I going away?
My dear sweetheart, where am I going away?
I'll pass away, I will vanish, damn it, my lovely sweetheart!
 
While passing by your house's front door, my lovely sweetheart,
the little-angel-like boy approaches me
bare-clothing-stricken little boy
and he tells me, almost tearful,
"Daddy, a little bit of bread"
How on earth could I not shed tears
if he is my lovely little son?
 
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