Song

My lord is gone.

Singing

1. My master has gone, ; In his foolish age, ; He has planted me in a barn, ; To look for apples. ; ; 2. I wish he were there, ; I wish he were there, ; That a priest would still love me. ; ; 3. I turn like a hoop, ; I jump like a horse. ; ; 4. –, Do you hear, my dear, ; What is ... Read More

What are you cooking, farmers?

Singing

1. What are you cooking, housewives? ; Pumpkin with cabbage. ; What will it be stuffed with? ; With puppy fat. Read More

Gypsy woman, what have you cooked?

Singing

1. Gypsy woman, what did you cook? ; Lungs with cabbage. ; What did you stuff it with? ; With dry oat flakes. Read More

You Bedi people, you live under a large shore

Singing

1. You are from Bed, you live under a large bank; you made a foal in Győr, you also put it in. Read More

You are from Menyhey, you live under gardens

Singing

1. You are from Menyhei, you live under gardens; An old colt goes there, you suckle it too. Read More

Red jug of red wine

Singing

1. Red jug, red wine, ; My turn is long, ; Pour, pour Mariska ; Hey, let Juliska drink, ; Hey, let Juliska drink, hey, let Juliska drink. ; ; 2. Jug with a spout, Ujvári, ; It's a shame to hurt the young lady. ; Because if you're a troublemaker, ; Hey, you'll be young for a year,... Read More

I have two pennies buried.

Singing

1. I have two krajcárs buried, ; My throat is dry, I dug them up, ; Because the Hungarian always drinks wine, ; Until they put them in the coffin. ; ; 2. The little dog went to the barn, ; He ran into the lime pot. ; Whoever does not hear my song, ; Let me get out of there. Read More

Let's drink to the one who grieves, the one who grieves

Singing

1. Hey, let's drink to the one who grieves, the one who grieves, ; Hey, whose tears flow to the ground, flow to the ground. ; ; 2. Hey, mine also flows there, flows there, ; Hey, because my lover, there is nothing permanent, there is nothing permanent. Read More

I drink the wine, I'm shivering from it.

Singing

1. I drink the wine, I am giddy with it, ; My master scolds me, but I am not afraid of it, ; When I lie down I turn away from it, ; Here my bun should converse with it. ; ; 2. I do not love the cabbage boiled, ; Because my sides swell from it, ; My eyes throw yellow circles from ... Read More

One says the wine is not good

Singing

1. One says the wine is not good, ; Another says it is sour, ; The third can drink it, ; He cannot say anything bad, little angel. ; ; 2. There are three stars in the sky, ; I have three lovers, ; One is blond, the other brown, ; The third eye is deceitful, little angel. Read More