"来吧，"牧师再次请求，"唱首情歌。"

　　农妇不再坚持，她开始唱道：

　　"意大利有座山叫高克利，

　　我把我的丈夫支到那里。"

　　接着是牧师唱：

　　"我希望他离去一年不回，

　　桂树叶口袋归他我永远不想。

　　哈里路亚。"

　　这时在后房的侃友开始唱(我得告诉你那农夫叫希尔德布朗)，侃友唱到道：

　　"你在干什么，我亲爱的希尔德布朗，

　　你准备在火炉边的凳子上呆上多长?

　　哈里路亚。"

　　然后农夫在筐子里也跟着唱：

　　"今天我唱歌是气不打一处来，

　　在这筐里我是一刻也不想呆。

　　哈里路亚。"

　　一边唱，他一边从筐子里爬了出来，用鞭子将牧师抽出门外。

 　　老希尔德布朗英文版：

　　Old Hildebrand

　　Once upon a time lived a peasant and his wife, and the parson of the village had a fancy for the wife, and had wished for a long while to spend a whole day happily with her. The peasant woman, too, was quite willing. One day, therefore, he said to the woman, "Listen, my dear friend, I have now thought of a way by which we can for once spend a whole day happily together. I'll tell you what; on Wednesday, you must take to your bed, and tell your husband you are ill, and if you only complain and act being ill properly, and go on doing so until Sunday when I have to preach, I will then say in my sermon that whosoever has at home a sick child, a sick husband, a sick wife, a sick father, a sick mother, a sick brother or whosoever else it may be, and makes a pilgrimage to the Göckerli hill in Italy, where you can get a peck of laurel-leaves for a kreuzer, the sick child, the sick husband, the sick wife, the sick father, or sick mother, the sick sister, or whosoever else it may be, will be restored to health immediately."