Maltraer

Now that you're giving me
Hair around the waist
Now my father can know
That now I'm not his
Now my father can know
That now I'm not his

Woe is me, being a girl
I gave my word to a young man
Now that I'm a maiden
I dare not fulfill it
Now that I'm a maiden
I dare not fulfill it

Married three days ago
I can't stop crying
For the single life
That I won't regain
For the single life
That I won't regain

I got married, my dear
I got married, what a bad time
I suffer hunger and work
That still makes fun of me
I suffer hunger and work
That still makes fun of me

Married three days ago
She doesn't stop crying