Adult folk songs

A soldier must go far away.

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1. I have to go far away as a soldier, ; I have to leave my baby here, there is no one to take her, ; I leave it to you, my dearest friend, ; Live your life with her, I don't regret it. ; ; 2. I came home, I have done my time, ; Give me back my old ex-lover. ; You have lived your... Read More

They even say that this is not beautiful, this is not beautiful.

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They even say, this is not beautiful, that is not beautiful, ; I am like the starry sky, ; I am like my permission, ; Love opens on my two cheeks. Read More

Not a single rose blooms red.

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1. Not a rose that does not bloom red, ; Not a young man who goes to bed at night, ; Who goes to bed at night, ; Will never find his lover. ; ; 2. Wither, rose, if I have cut you off, ; Do not be angry, my baby, that I have left you, ; Do not be angry, if time has brought it this... Read More

Balognyi's candlelight

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Balognyi's candlelight, ; They're frying the frog carcass there, ; Piri Józsi spoke up, ; He's crunching the frog carcass... Read More

My ox is Rezeda the Flower

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1. My ox is the Rose, the Flower, ; He ate the rose in the garden, ; Hey, rose, rose, rose, ; I pity my lover, truly. ; ; 2. My rose went out into the little garden, ; She lay down at the foot of the rose tree, ; I cried out to her twelve times, ; Get up, my rose, for someone wil... Read More

The shepherd died.

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The shepherd is dead, ; There is nothing left, ; Who will tell the dog, ; Turn the flock. Read More

I had a mother too, but she's gone now.

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1. I had a mother too, but she is no more, ; Because the great flood of Arad took her away, ; For nine days I have been fishing for her, ; The flood is great, I cannot find her anywhere. ; ; 2. I have taken out her shawl for nine days, ; I have sewn her name on its four corners, ... Read More

It's raining, but it's dripping nicely.

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1. It's raining, oh but it's dripping heavily, ; A Hungarian boy is grieving in prison, ; He opens the window of his room, ; He listens to the rustling of the rain. ; ; 2. But the beds in prison are hard, ; Not like my little angel, you have, ; Two planks under my head, nothing e... Read More

A small stream flows in front of our house.

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1. A small stream flows in front of our house, ; A brown boy rattles at my window, ; Crying, crying, bitterly he sobs that word, ; Open the door, my little angel of the tavern. ; ; 2. I will not open it, I will not go out to you, ; They are weaving my bridal wreath now, ; I will ... Read More

My mother, if only I had known

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1. My mother, if I had known, ; How difficult the fate of a soldier is, ; I would have escaped to America. ; I would not be locked up in solitary confinement now. ; ; 2. Here I sit on the hard bunk, ; Like a shower, my tears fall one after another, ; I sigh, but not even God hear... Read More