Adult folk songs

The voivode of the gypsies is here, Meghót.

Song

1. The voivode of the gypsies is here, ha-ha-ha-ha, ; The gypsies of three counties are mourning it, ha-ha-ha-ha, ; Hey, this ragged-ragged gijzere-gadzor is a czar who is crazy about csuskondar, ; Csermore, dikkum, baron, dikkum, baritum. ; ; 2. I also built a temple, made of co... Read More

I went out to the threshing floor.

Song

1. I went out to the threshing floor, ; I lay down on the ground, ; Like a wandering youth, ; In the shadow of a haystack. ; ; 2. I looked at the blue sky, ; The passing clouds, ; Oh, if I could go with them, ; I would never come back here. ; ; 3. Why did you give birth to me, ; ... Read More

You should go through the village of Kecső

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1. I should go through the village of Kecső, ; I should look for my lover, ; He lives there in Ravonyi Street, ; There is a lace curtain in his window. ; ; 2. The lace curtain is covered to one side, ; A brown boy is ringing the bell on it. ; Don't wink, come in, come in, ; I am ... Read More

I have nothing else besides a farm.

Song

1. I have nothing more than a farm, ; I have nothing more than a blind horse, ; This blind horse sings incessantly, ; A cowardly young man, whom his baby leaves. ; ; 2. I have nothing more than a glass, ; I have nothing more than a flower, ; My flower is called forget-me-not, ; W... Read More

The forest of Chucsom blooms with blood

Song

1. The forest of Chucsom is blooming with blood, ; Because the wayfarer shot himself, ; He lies under an oak tree in a large valley, ; Two bullets have been shot in his heart. ; ; 2. – János, János, why did you shoot yourself, ; Why did you leave your beautiful family here. ; – I... Read More

To the gate of the judge of Kecső

Song

1. At the gate of the judge in Kecső, ; The acacia tree has blossomed red, ; As red as the blood that has fallen, ; My heart aches for the judge's daughter. ; ; 2. At the gate of the judge in Kecső; The acacia tree's flower has fallen, ; Do not sweep it away before me, ; Do not l... Read More

Geese, geese, geese, but a nice bunch of geese

Song

1. Geese, geese, geese, but a nice bunch of geese, ; Official, sej-haj, I'm in the lagzi, ; What's the use to me of such a lagzi, wedding, ; Sej, to whom my dear baby is the bride herself. ; ; 2. Sej, street, street, street, Vecseklői street, ; For the last time, but sej-haj, I'l... Read More

A small, pointed knife in my pocket, but it's sharp

Song

A small pointed knife in my pocket, but it's sharp, ; This is my lover, this little delicate, ; Even if delicate, who cares, ; This is my lover, this little brunette. Read More

The front of our house is pebbled and gravelly.

Song

1. Pebbly, pebbled, the front of our house, ; My rose goes there every evening, ; I told her not to go every evening, ; Her mother is angry, may her tongue stick to her. ; ; 2. In the middle of my yard there is a walnut tree with seeds, ; Under it the rose is spread, ; Under it t... Read More

The plundering is over for us now.

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1. The plundering is over for us, ; Our bachelor's freedom is over. ; The emperor has made me a prisoner for three years, ; My little mother, you weep in vain. ; ; 2. My little angel, if I were not a soldier, ; I would say good evening to your window. ; But since my little angel ... Read More