A silly song about a woman who regrets declining a marriage proposal from the priest’s son:
The priest’s son asked me to marry him - he was giving me seven oxen. Oh, I thought and thought - I won’t accept, I thought. He was giving me seven oxen. But I stupidly didn’t take them, I would have plowed with six of them and sold the seventh. I would have hired a guy to take care of them, a young man that would chase the oxen to the watering hole. And while the oxen are drinking, you’ll stand with me. We’ll chat, my sweetheart, we’ll speak softly like doves murmuring.
Soloists. Annie McEwen and Xandra Clark
From: “Voices of Ukraine’s Villages: from East to West,” at The Ukrainian Museum, East Village, NYC
November 16, 2018
Song origin: Stina village, Tomashpil district, Vinnytsia oblast
с. Стіна, Томашпільский р-н, Вінницька обл.
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