Caught between a hot rock (hell) and a high place (heaven), Jack had no choice but to wander endlessly in the darkness between the two, using a lantern he made from a hollowed-out turnip that was lit up with one of hell’s embers that had been generously donated by the devil.
Галава калі перад сном злёгку і кружылася, дык не столькі ад выпітай гарэлкі, колькі ад усведамлення, што пашчасціла пабыць у выдатных людзей.