The Miller
Long as I lived on this world
Toader is what I was called
Son of Petrenjel the old
Welcomed all with bread and salt
Cause I also had a mill
Ground good flour in its wheel
Liked by all in their own will
And three kids I raised until
They left, their lives to fulfill
Cause I taught them all that’s good
Honourably as I could
My life was nice
87 years old.
