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Rh What are we now to do? Our hated foes are feasting, I want advice from you."

"Let them feast away,
 * It's fine for their health.

When the sun descends, Old night her counsel lends; The Cossacks'll catch them,
 * and all of their wealth."

The sun reclined beyond the hill The stars shone out in silence still, Around the Poles the Cossack host Was gathering like a cloud; So soon the moon stood in the sky When roared the cannon loud.

Woke up the Polish lordlings, To run they found no place. Woke up the Polish lordlings, The foe they could not face. The sun beheld the Polish lordlings, In heaps all o'er the place. With red serpent on the water, River Alta brings the word — That black vultures after slaughter May feast on many a Polish lord.

And now the vultures hasten The mighty dead to waken.