Shepherd Girl
The girl on the opposite mountain
Who are you keeping the sheep for
Tears drenched your clothes
Why are you so sad
The mountains are so desolate
The grass is so withered and yellow
The sheep have no more food
The master's whip was raised and whipped on me
The girl on the opposite mountain
The evening wind is so desolate
She was wearing thin clothes
Why don't you go back to the village
The north wind chilled me
I'd like to lean on the sheep
Never want to go back to the village
My master's butcher's knife is shining. I want to kill my sheep
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