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They put the money on the hem of Marko's garment,
Then he gathered it with his hand into his pockets,
And went to his mother's apartments singing,
To the apartments of his mother, Jevrosima:
"Jevrosima, mine aged mother,
I took not gold from the Turks,
I took not gold because I had no gold,
But I took gold from the Turks 150
That it should be said and sung,
How Marko dealt with the Turks!"
The Turks went weeping from the manor;
The Turks spake in Turkish together, saying:
"God slay the Turk
That should henceforth go to any Giaour
What time the Giaour keepeth Slava.
What we have given for a single dinner,
Would well have nourished us for a year of days!"
