Second Voice:
“Thou unconsolable daughter,” said the sister
“When wilt thou trouble the water in the cistern?
And what irascible blackguard is the father?”
And when young Margaret’s waistline grew wider
The fruit of her amorous entwine inside her
And so our heroine withdraws to the taiga
“Thou unconsolable daughter,” said the sister
“When wilt thou trouble the water in the cistern?
And what irascible blackguard is the father?”
And when young Margaret’s waistline grew wider
The fruit of her amorous entwine inside her
And so our heroine withdraws to the taiga