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God is good, he won't leave us alone.

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God is good, he won't leave us alone,Kímínsöprű visited our village.We know that he visited here because he was black,He became the front of Kati's apron.He deserves it, he had a good time hahaha. Read More

A long walkway leads under gardens

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1. A long footpath leads under gardens,A hapless beggar walks there.2. I am unlucky, I cannot see the sky,My third foot does not touch the ground.3. Sári is a good woman, she takes pity on the orphan,I gave her a red alms.4. The Nagymegyer fair has become dear to me,I lost it in ... Read More

The goose's belly is yellow.

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The goose's belly is yellow,No one eats it, but they eat it.The young lady is a lily, There are a million, a million lice in it. Read More

But the Lord did it well.

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1. But the Lord God did well,Yellow thrush rosemary is my pigeon,That there is no horseshoe on the hill,Yellow thrush rosemary is my pigeon.2. If there were a horseshoe on the hill,Yellow thrush rosemary is my pigeon,But it would kick many little girls in the stomach,Yellow thrus... Read More

It's not cold, but the lake is frozen.

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1. It's not cold, but the lake is frozen,The poor judge's horse is thirsty,Come on, buddy, let's cut the ice,Let the judge's horse drink enough.2. In the year 1876,The Lord looked down on the earth.He looked around wide Hungary,How the outlaws of the Great Plain were having fun. Read More

Stand up, my son, as a soldier.

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1. Join me, my son, as a soldier,You will have a better job than your father,Not to hoe and mow,Just to play with the girls.2. Join me, my daughter, as a seamstress,You will have a better job than your mother.Not to hoe and mow,Just to do your hair. Read More

I have three barrels of wine.

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1. I have three barrels of wine,All three are lipi taj tuma zuma zumi taj.Lipataj tuma is on tap. 2. I am lying under the bench,And you, my rose, are lipi taj tuma zuma zumi tajLipataj tuma is on tap. Read More

Come this way, don't go that way.

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1. Come this way, don't go that way,There's a better way this way than that way,This way is the rose street,The footpath of the lads.2. Yellow-legged lark,Don't come to my window crying.Don't come to my window crying,I'm meant to be a soldier.3. It's not good to be a soldier,Beca... Read More

Barracks Barracks

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1. Barracks, barracks,Not the house of God,But of many a brown, big Balony girl,Withering baby inside.2. Wither away, baby, wither away,You are no longer mine.While, while, while you were mine,You were a blooming red rose.3. Cemetery gate,It is open all the way.The big Balony gir... Read More

My mother's rose tree

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1. My mother's rose tree, ; It bloomed last for me, ; I wish it hadn't bloomed, ; I stayed in the bud. ; ; 2. I wouldn't have become a soldier, ; If my mother hadn't given birth. ; But she already wrote me down, ; When she rocked me in the cradle. Read More