The Cuckoo
Cuckoo,
Cuckoo:
My little brothers,
Cuckoo.
Our sister who lived by the Chindu River
Returns to the village
By the river and cries.
Long ago and far away
In our land,
Our sister who lived by the Chindu River
Was killed by step-mother's jealousy.
Call out, Oh sister
Oh, in sadness call!
Our sister who was killed by jealous hate,
Died and became the cuckoo.
Even in death remembering,
Always remembering the nine brothers left behind,
When others are sleeping, deep in the night
Moving from hill to hill she sadly calls.
Cuckoo:
My little brothers,
Cuckoo.
Our sister who lived by the Chindu River
Returns to the village
By the river and cries.
Long ago and far away
In our land,
Our sister who lived by the Chindu River
Was killed by step-mother's jealousy.
Call out, Oh sister
Oh, in sadness call!
Our sister who was killed by jealous hate,
Died and became the cuckoo.
Even in death remembering,
Always remembering the nine brothers left behind,
When others are sleeping, deep in the night
Moving from hill to hill she sadly calls.
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