With the ting tong sound of tambourine, he comes to a white courtyard. The pretty girl opens her door and call for him,
"Hey, Brother Tambourine, how much is your white cloth?"
"You're pretty, and your feet are small."
"How much are your threads?"
"You're pretty, so they're free."

He hands the things to the girl, while the other hand starts to fondle her breasts.

With the fondling, the girl smiles lovely, "Sweetie, please come tonight, through the back door. You know people are good at gossipping..."

...

When the sunlight comes to the next morning, the mother comes to ask the daughter,

"Daughter, why your door was open? why your curtain dropped? why your hair is loose? why your chest is unbuttoned?"

"Hey Mother, last night a doggie came and pushed the door open. The curtain dropped from the wind. My hair was loosened from sleeping. It was hot so I opened my shirt."