Adult folk songs

I stole a horse so my baby could ride it.

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1. I stole a horse so that my baby would be happy, ; I could have bought a bracelet for the price. ; The gendarmes caught me, but I don't regret it, ; For you, my baby, I'll even endure the iron. ; ; 2. The iron bars of the Saturday prison door, ; Alas, but I've elbowed myself on... Read More

My daughter Marcsa is very sick.

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1. My daughter Marcsa is sick; She would like to take some comfort. ; She would drink water, but there is no water, ; A waterman would send her, but there is no one. ; ; 2. She had an old mother, ; She sent her to the well. ; While her mother is at the well, ; The Horti goat is v... Read More

The steamer is going uphill.

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1. The steamer is going uphill, ; The smoke of Bodor is rising. ; It carries the many Hungarian soldiers, ; The babies of many little girls. ; ; 2. Don't cry for me, my mother, ; Don't shed a tear for me. ; I've wasted enough, ; The bachelor's life is over. ; ; 3. It's all over, ... Read More

I can't pray to myself.

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1. I can't pray to myself, ; They didn't teach me to do it at school. ; My mother would have taught me to do it, ; But her homeland has been crying coldly for a long time. ; ; 2. God, strike me down, somewhere there's a young man, ; Somewhere there's a beautiful girl who is sad. ... Read More

Pop, pop, corn

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Pop, pop corn, ; Like the scoundrel Erzsi's juka. ; ; They just said it when they were popping the corn. The corn popped, jumped out, we grabbed it like that, then, because only the rooster that popped out like that, turned out, we grabbed it like that and shook it like he always... Read More

The steam mill in Gestete does not grind grain.

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1. Oh, the steam mill of Geztete is not grinding, oh, the steam mill of Geztete is not grinding. ; Oh, because it is not in it, oh, because my dear dove is not in it. ; If it is not in it, I will not tie a bouquet for it, ; Oh, take off, oh, take off his feathered hat. ; ; 2nd an... Read More

Merry merry merry my angel

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1. My angel is cheerful, cheerful, ; My flock was born in my joyful hour. ; I have always been cheerful like this, ; I am the daughter of a joyful woman. ; ; 2. So blue, so blue, always so blue, ; The beautiful woman is said to be blue to kiss. ; The face of a beautiful woman, ; ... Read More

Turbid water washes the stream

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1. Turbid water washes the stream, ; I have never blushed myself. ; I blushed now too, ; Because my baby wants to love someone else. ; ; 2. My boots are new, they were bought for six kroner, ; Put them on, gypsy, until morning, let them wear out. ; |: Even so, my dove coos, ; She... Read More

The bright star of the evening has risen.

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1. The bright star of the evening has risen. ; The heavenly mother has come to this dwelling, ; Your dwelling has given them shelter, ; Great will be your reward in heaven. ; ; 2. Receive them with pious feeling, ; Like good friends, faithful lovers. ; They are from heaven, but d... Read More

The deceased family is looking for accommodation

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1. The holy family is looking for accommodation, ; But there is no one to give them a place, ; There is no one to welcome, ; Him who is the Lord of heaven and earth. ; ; 2. The time is getting late, ; Even the bird is flying to its nest, ; Only the holy virgin is walking in vain,... Read More