Adult folk songs

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My God, please grant me a miracle.

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1. My God, give me a miracle, ; A big bundle of thousands. ; I will tear it apart without a fork, ; I will live without you, (csuhajja). ; ; 2. My God, give me a miracle, ; Turn the Tisza into wine, ; I will drink it without a glass, ; I will live without you, (csuhajja). ; ; 3. ... Read More Arrow
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Come here, come

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1. Come here, where I am, ; You know where I live, ; Come here, I will kiss you, ; My little angel, under the window. ; ; 2. I burn a tallow candle, ; I love a brown boy. ; Come here, I will kiss you, ; My little angel, if I want you. Read More Arrow
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The bird of the sky is not destined to take

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1. The bird of the sky neither sows nor reaps, ; Yet the border holds it. ; I neither sow nor reap, ; Yet they live among them. ; ; 2. You may now go before my house, ; I will not watch over you as before. ; Until now I have only watched over you, ; My heart rejoiced when I saw y... Read More Arrow
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Cut that skin off with an axe.

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1. Cut down that tree with an axe, from which I will make a goose barn, ; Burn that tree with fire, from which I will make a spindle barn. ; Bring water to that land, from which I will make hemp barn, ; I don’t need hemp, only the sedge, ; I’ll make a fire from the sedge, I’ll wa... Read More Arrow
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I was drafted into the army at a young age.

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1. I was drafted into the army when I was young, ; You are still a little angel, you will soon be an orphan. ; You are nineteen, and I am twenty, ; I am a Hungarian child, I can carry a backpack. ; ; 2. The car whistles, quickly out to the station, ; But many sweet mothers follow... Read More Arrow
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They're already blowing the whistle on the Fülek factory

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1. They're already blowing the whistle at the factory in Fülek. ; Every little girl is waiting for her baby there. ; That's why I'm walking around the ironworks, ; I'm waiting for my baby at eight o'clock in the evening. ; ; 2. My dear Bözsikém, will you still cry, ; When they'll... Read More Arrow
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If I pick up my stick

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If I pick up my stick, ; I set off on my journey. ; |: I cut something towards Détér, ; The peasant falls in a thousand directions. :| Read More Arrow
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My little pony in front of the inn

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1. My little pony in front of the inn, ; He dug a hole in front of him. ; He dug a hole in his anger, ; His owner is a smuggler. ; ; 2. This handsome brown young man, ; He will die for the night, ; Yet he dares to say, ; He should get married. ; ; 3. This colt is not for sale, ; ... Read More Arrow
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My little pony in front of the inn

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1. My little pony in front of the inn, ; He dug a hole in front of him. ; He dug a hole in his anger, ; His owner is a smuggler. ; ; 2. This handsome brown young man, ; May die before the moon. ; He even dares to say, ; He should get married yet. ; ; 3. This colt is not for sale,... Read More Arrow
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Accompany me, my dove.

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1. Accompany me, my dove, ; Even to the gate, ; |: From there I will go, ; Alone myself. :| ; ; 2. If you go, if you go, ; Only be true to me, ; |: Your true love, ; Do not turn it into false. :| ; ; 3. If you turn it into good, ; May God bless you, ; |: If you turn it into evil,... Read More Arrow