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New Year's greeting

New Year's greeting

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The door handle creaks,Luck comes in through it.Grease the mustard spreader's hand,Strip the spotted hooves of their horse,Kick up the back beam. Read More Arrow
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Speak, whistle, speak, I'll put you under the wheel

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Speak, whistle, speak, I'll put you under the wheel,I'll get you out of there too, I'll put you in hot water,I'll get you out of there too. Read More Arrow
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Bake a cake for mom and dad

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She bakes, bakes cakes, for mom, dad,Ilike herself, and from ashes for the kitten. Read More Arrow
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Chip chip jackdaw blind crow

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Chip chip jackdaw, blind crow,Koma asks for your cart, I can't give it to you,Chickens are sitting on it, The motley crow is getting off it,He'll fart under your nose. Read More Arrow
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Women are spinning the canvas

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The women are spinning the canvas,Tomorrow at noon for the roast,It's already gone into the ovenThe women are spinning the canvas. Read More Arrow
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Get off the swing, Balázs, it's not your money's worth.

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Get off the swing, Balázs, it's not your money's worth,My brother had it made, it's his money's worth.Kick the beam up, pick a red apple,Red corn, it's your finger. Read More Arrow
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I planted a pea, the sparrow pecked it

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I planted a pea, the sparrow pecked it,Where is that sparrow, it flew up to the tree,Where is that tree, the old axe cut it down,Where is that old axe, I threw it into the Danube,Where is that Danube, the frog sucked it up,Where is that frog, croaking, what is it doing,it is croa... Read More Arrow
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The cabbage is round with lacy leaves.

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The cabbage is round, its leaves are lacy,Whoever has no partner, come dance with me.I spin, I turn, I have no partner,Girls, boys, who will come dance with me. Read More Arrow
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I lost my handkerchief, my mother is beating me for it.

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I lost my handkerchief, my mother beat me for it, A handsome young man found it, he wants a kiss for it.Free Friday, free Saturday, free to soap up,Free for my dove, to give a few kisses. Read More Arrow
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There are eight of our geese.

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There are eight of our geese,Three white, three blackHey, gunar, gunar, gunar, gunar is the two,His field is free. Hey, gunar, gunar, gunar,Gunar is the two, his field is free. Read More Arrow