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Whistle, whistle, come out.

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I whistle, I whistle, come out, ; I'll put you under the wheel, ; I'll take you out of there too. Read More Arrow
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Good morning, sun.

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Sun shines, bright sun, ; Sun shines, bright sun, ; Little Jesus' clothes are drying. ; Tomorrow little Jesus will go to church. Read More Arrow
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Shit, shit

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You bastard, you bastard, the devil is bored. ; Because you love my daughter, you thief soldier. ; Then I will take you to the judge, ; I will put you in a pile, in a pile. ; Get out of the wheat, you pig, and don't eat the wheat, ; Because my wheat has a high price, they ask for... Read More Arrow
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The front of our house

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1. The front, the front of our house, ; It is whitewashed yellow, whitewashed. ; Just then the bright moonbeam shone on it, ; When I said, good night, baby. ; ; 2. This little girl sewed slippers, ; She put love in the heel. ; Love fell out of the heel of the slippers, ; Alas, bu... Read More Arrow
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The street in Zsigárd is muddy all the way through.

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1. The Zsigárd Street is muddy all the way, ; It is not advisable to walk along it. ; I would walk along it, but the gendarmes will catch me, ; The gendarmes will tie my arms. ; ; 2. Gentlemen gendarmes, please listen to me, ; How beautifully I could beg. ; Let go of my arms, I w... Read More Arrow
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The street in Alszeg is muddy all the way through.

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1. The street in Alszeg is muddy all the way, ; It is not advisable to walk all the way, ; Let go of my arm, I want to hug you, ; I want to hug my dove. ; ; 2. Mr. Gendarme, please listen to me, ; How beautifully I could beg. ; Let go of my arm, I want to hug you, ; I want to kis... Read More Arrow
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Bratislava Mountains

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1. Bratislava mountains, ; The mountains are blowing. ; I wrote to my baby, ; Beautiful loves. ; ; 2. I wrote to her, ; I will marry her. ; On the day of Red Pentecost, ; We will swear. Read More Arrow
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It's made of walnut, it's made of walnut

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1. My mother's gate is made of walnut, my mother's gate is made of walnut; You tallósi lad, handsome brown lad, come in quietly through it. ; Come quietly, but come in quietly through it; Because my mother, my sweet, dear mother does not sleep, she hears. ; ; 2. The Danube-Tisza ... Read More Arrow
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This little girl has a house on a hill.

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1. This little girl has a house on a hill, ; She has a golden walnut tree in her yard. ; The golden walnut tree's branch bends down, ; On this little girl's barred window. ; ; 2. I suffered a lot for this little girl, ; I drained the water from the Tisza with my pickaxe. ; I pick... Read More Arrow
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It's raining, but it's dripping nicely.

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1. It is raining, alas, but it drips beautifully, ; A little brown girl is mourning in her room. ; She opens the two windows of her room, ; She listens to the whisper of the rain. ; ; 2. Beyond the Tisza there is a barren pasture, ; In the middle of it is a mournful cemetery. ; I... Read More Arrow