In a town there was a barber whose wife was ill
and in order to cure her he went to church to make a vow to Our Lady
that he would shave any person free of charge.
He made a billboard above {the shop} with written on it
‘Here we shave free of charge’.
A farm labourer passing by began to read {it}
and asked what the writing meant.
The barber explained to him that he’d made a vow
in order to have his wife cured.
He said if he, too, wanted to be shaved free of charge.
How he shaved him!
He cut him here and there.
The poor labourer’s blood flowed to the ground on all sides.
The labourer {wanted} wanted to get up,
but the barber didn’t want him to get up
because he hadn’t finished shaving him.
At the same moment a piglet ran away from the hands of a butcher about to slaughter it.
{The barber, whose back}
The barber, whose back was to the road, asked “What’s happened?”
The farm labourer answered him:
“It’s nothing, the piglet wants to run away because they want to shave him free of charge.”
He who trusts in others and doesn’t cook, returns home in the evening grumbling.
A crow doesn’t claw out another crow’s eyes.
When it rains, nothing gets dry.
Fear looks {…} {end of recording}