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Large rats! Large rats! |
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Do not eat our millet. |
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Three years have we had to do with you, |
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And you have not been willing to show any regard for us. |
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We will leave you, |
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And go to that happy land. |
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Happy land! Happy land! |
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There shall we find our place. |
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Large rats! Large rats! |
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Do not eat our wheat. |
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Three years have we had to do with you, |
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And you have not been willing to show any kindness to us. |
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We will leave you, |
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And go to that happy State. |
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Happy State! Happy State! |
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There shall we find ourselves right. |
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Large rats! Large rats! |
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Do not eat our springing grain! |
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Three years have we had to do with you, |
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And you have not been willing to think of our toil. |
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We will leave you, |
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And go to those happy borders. |
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Happy borders! Happy borders! |
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Who will there make us always to groan? |
Published
by The Institute for Advanced Technology in the Humanities, © Copyright 2003
by Anne Kinney and the University of Virginia