Snail of the paddy, snail of the paddy,
Off to the hills now, go, go, go.

That’s where I went in the spring last year
And a great black bird they call crow
Pecked me this side, pecked me that side,
Rolled me over on my back,
Pecked me this side, pecked me that side,
Pecked this paddy-snail blue and black.

Never for a second time, no, no, no,
Back to the hills I will not go.