then the bird went and sat on a linden tree which stood in front of the mill, and sang:

My mother, she killed me,

then one of them stopped working.

My father, he ate me,

then two more stopped working and listened,

My sister Marlene,

then four more stopped,

Gathered all my bones, Tied them in a silken scarf,

Now only eight only were chiseling,

Laid them beneath

Now only five,

the juniper tree,

Now only one,

Tweet, tweet, what a beautiful bird am I.

then the last one stopped also, and heard the last words. Bird, said he, how beautifully you sing. Let me hear that too. Sing it once more for me.

No, said the bird, I do not sing twice for nothing. Give me the millstone, and then I will sing it again.

Yes, he said, if it belonged only to me, you should have it.

Yes, said the others, if he sings again he can have it.

then the bird came down, and the twenty millers took a beam and lifted the stone up. Yo-heave-ho! Yo-heave-ho! Yo-heave-ho!

the bird stuck his neck through the hole and put the stone on as if it were a collar, then flew to the tree again, and sang:

My mother, she killed me, My father, he ate me, My sister Marlene, Gathered all my bones, Tied them in a silken scarf, Laid them beneath the juniper tree, Tweet, tweet, what a beautiful bird am I.

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