Black kiddy

In a deep forest there lives a goat. She has a lovely black kiddy. Every day she leaves the kiddy at home and goes to the field to graze. In the evening she comes home, knocks at the door and calls:  

Black kiddy,  

Lovely sonny,  

I have walked over the hill and dale,  

I have made sweet milk for you,  

Open the door let me in,  

And I will give(կտամ քեզ) you sweet, sweet milk,  

Black kiddy,  

Lovely sonny!  

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