The Catch
One of these fishes must contain the ring.
Women whose tired hands are chapped and rough
hope to be lucky and find it, marry the king.
In the meantime, there are always enough
women whose tired hands are chapped and rough;
They grasp the squirming fish and begin to sing.
In the meantime, there are always enough
gutted fish to hang in the sun, drying.
They grasp the squirming fish and begin to sing:
Hope to be lucky and find it, marry the king.
Gutted fish to hang in the sun, drying.
One of these fishes must contain the ring.
