Woorden: Fiamma Fumana. Home. I Want To Get Married.

The men come back from work, the women are arguing
"Dear women, what is the matter?"
"It's your daughter who wants to get married"

"She has no sheets; the canvas for the shirts has not been woven"
"Dear father, say what you will: I want to get married within a year"

"We will sell a couple of oxen; we will provide"
And after the wedding, the bridegroom instantly led her away!

She goes back to her father's door:
"Dear father, open the door; I suffer from starvation!"

"I told you already, and I'll tell you once more: Take your stuff and go to your husband!"