Song

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Tavern tavern tavern roofless tavern

Singing

1. Inn, inn, roofless inn, ; Inside are three old men having fun, ; Not one of them has any trouble, ; Perhaps they are coming for freedom. ; ; 2. – Ask that old man again, ; Show him his ID card. ; – Here is a coin in my front pocket, ; I suffered three years for it. Read More Arrow
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I am a soldier of Lajos Kossuth

Singing

1. I am a soldier of Lajos Kossuth, ; I carry a bayonet on my side, ; The handle of my bayonet is just a rosewood, ; The name of Lajos Kossuth is written on it. ; ; 2. I am a soldier of Lajos Kossuth, ; Let the wind blow the national banner, ; That is written on the side of the b... Read More Arrow
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I am a soldier of the Republic.

Singing

1. I am a soldier of the Republic, ; My little scepter shines at my side, ; The handle of my little scepter is a red rose, ; My lover's name is written on it. ; ; 2. Why should I wait for Saturday night, ; If my baby doesn't come to comfort me, ; I comfort myself as best I can, ;... Read More Arrow
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Judge judge come on you dog judge

Singing

1. Judge, judge, oh you dog judge, ; Let the raven dig out your two eyes, ; I never sinned against the dog, ; Yet I am an enlisted soldier. ; ; 2. The top of the rose tree bowed, ; The brim of my dove's hat, ; Do you hear what the little bird says? ; Wish me well, my true love. ;... Read More Arrow
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My mother, who is the hussar if not me?

Singing

1. My mother, who is the hussar if not me, ; Who will saddle the horse if not me, ; Whoever is a hussar, saddle his horse, ; Whoever is a buck, lace up his boots. ; ; 2. The hussar is handsome when he mounts his horse, ; He ties his shiny sword to his side, ; From there he watche... Read More Arrow
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The boys are already in a row

Singing

1. The young men are going to the draft, ; The rich are just like the poor, ; A rich young man is being drafted, a poor young man is being drafted, ; The poor young man is mourning his homeland. ; ; 2. The barracks in Angyalföld are on a hill, ; My baby's red skirt is visible the... Read More Arrow
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They say my pigeon doesn't like me.

Singing

1. they say my dove doesn't love me, ; I won't even cut my curly hair, ; I'm more ready to cut my curly hair, ; Like a little angel to part with you. ; ; 2. They say I won't be my baby's, ; But I certainly won't be someone else's. ; I'll show the world the way I am, ; I'll be the... Read More Arrow
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A little bird landed on a dry branch

Singing

1. A little bird landed on a dry branch, ; Don't grieve my heart, brown girl, ; Don't grieve, because I'm going to the battlefield, ; A Romanian bullet pierces my heart. ; ; 2. They'll only visit me in Nitra, ; There I'll walk in front of the doctor, ; –, Doctor, don't visit me t... Read More Arrow
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They're already recruiting us with ropes

Singing

1. They are already recruiting us with ropes, ; They grab the poor lad by force, ; They tie both his hands behind his back with ropes, ; They are then escorting him into Nitra with a gun. ; ; 2. It is already morning, the stars are shining, ; A hired lad is wandering in the villa... Read More Arrow
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Only my song should be in the glass

Singing

1. That's my only song, let the cup be, ; My thirsty throat awaits, I would drink it myself. Read More Arrow