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Field mouse
Field mouse,field mouse,
Keep away from our millet!
Three years we have served you
But what do you care about us?
Now we shall leave you
For a happier realm,
a happy realm
Where we shall have a place.
Field mouse, field mouse,
Keep away from our wheat!
Three years we have served you,
But what have you done for us?
Now we shall leave you
For a happier land,
A happy land
where we shall get our due.
Field mouse , field mouse,
Keep away from our rice shoots!
Three years we have served you,
But have you rewarded us?
Now wo shall leave you
For those happy plains,
Those happy plains
Where weeping is never heard.
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