Song

The top of the tower is tall.

Singing

1. The top of the tower is high, ; The lamb has no field. ; My lamb needs a green field, ; I need a brown lover. ; ; 2. A wide ditch in Egerszeg, ; Many beautiful girls walk there. ; This is how she walks on a high hill, ; I watch her bitterly. ; ; 3. A narrow ditch in Egerszeg, ... Read More

Come in, my lipstick, come in.

Singing

1. Come in, my lipstick, come in, ; I'm alone here, ; Two gypsy boys are playing the violin, ; I'm alone. ; ; 2. I won't be here long, ; Only until about twelve o'clock, ; Because those twelve hours, ; Are only as long as a minute. Read More

Corn sweet marshmallow

Singing

1. Sweet corn mallow, ; I am an old woman now. ; But my dear husband is young, ; My hope is in him. ; ; 2. If I could breathe even one more girl, ; I would think about whom I would marry. ; I would choose the young man, ; Like a pot at the market. ; ; |: The pot because of its co... Read More

I settled in Tornóca as a carpenter.

Singing

1. I have settled in Tarnócá as a shepherd, ; There is good pasture there for the sheep. ; My sheep wear copper bells, ; Let them know, they are grazing now. ; ; 2. My wages are ten forints and twenty kreuzars, ; Even from that, as a shepherd in Tornócá. ; I will be with my maste... Read More

Then I want to go down to the village.

Singing

1. Then I would like to go down to the village, ; When they take my baby to the funeral. ; I would listen to how much her heart beats, ; My brown baby, why do you deny her. ; ; 2. My mother, I will not live long, ; Only until the day of my baby's wedding. ; Then they will bring m... Read More

If the Tisza River were ink

Singing

1. If the Tisza were ink, ; Every most delicious scribe could write it, it would be good. ; That one could not even write it down, ; Whom I love best in the great Menyhe. ; ; 2. The leaves in the forest would not rustle, ; If the gentle June wind did not blow. ; The wind blows th... Read More

That's why I love you.

Singing

1. That's why I love, ; Living at the end of the village, ; My baby goes there, ; To water her horse. ; ; 2. To water her horse, ; To make her grin. ; Her two red cheeks, ; To make me kiss her. Read More

I was not born of a mother.

Singing

1. I was not born of a mother, ; I was born on a rose tree, ; On the day of red Pentecost, ; I was born at dawn. ; ; 2. We are the roses, ; We love each other. ; In a beautiful red dawn, ; Let us embrace each other. Read More

Don't believe the hype.

Singing

1. Don't believe the most greedy, ; The one with false faith. ; He hugs you, kisses you, ; He turns away, mocks you. ; ; 2. But you can believe the girl, ; Like the lily of the valley. ; The flower in her bosom, ; In that is the truth. ; ; 3. I knew, I know, ; That the young man ... Read More

The hen has gone to migrate.

Singing

1. The hen has gone to wander, ; She will not come back, ; May will come back roasted, cooked, ; She will not sit on the anvil any more. ; ; 2. The goose has fallen on the ice, ; May will rise next week. ; She will knock her ankles, ; Her red spurred boots. Read More