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Blessed is God, remembered is God! It is the evening breeze, The day has passed; It is [time for] praise of the buffalo. The cloud made a cool breeze, Come on, pull! The dew turned into a sea. Long live the plowboy! Drive [them], O boy, Let us slaughter the sacrificial offering! Let us sing the *horovel*, O red-head, Let us come out ahead! Blessed is God, remembered is God! Let us plow for the sacrificial offering; Goodness and blessing to us, [And] let the ill-wisher go mad! The furrow is gold, O, tear open the flat ground, The plowman speaks the word!

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