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Today is the celebration of victory
Let's organize a banquet
O Kanebu - fill the cup with oil
The winning boy is coming back to my house
Clean the salt
So that there is no lack of light in the banquet hall.
Adjacent to the walls of the house next to the well
The cart just came and stopped
Light the cup, stir in the salt, O Kanebu
My son came back with bay leaves on his eyebrows
Raise the pidim a little higher, O Konebu.
Lots of blood, tears and sadness
The cart broke the hill path and came to a halt on the wall
Stir in the salt and lift the pidim a little higher.
Look at Konebu
My son is lying here
His heart was torn by the bullets
Turn off the light - turn off the light soon, O Konebu.