The sisters

We two sisters, we beauties

Our faces so similar,

Identical as two eggs,

Identical as two stars.

We two sisters, we beauties,

We have nut brown tresses,

If you plat them together,

You can't tell them apart.

We two sisters, we beauties

We dress the same,

Walking in the meadow,

And singing hand in hand.

We two sisters, we beauties,

We race each other at spinning,

We sit together in an alcove,

And sleep in the same bed.

O sisters two, you beauties

How the tables have turned,

You love the same sweetheart;

And now the song is over!