Adult folk songs

I met your father.

Song

I knew your father, ; He left you a large estate. ; Nine oxen ropes, ; And an iron axe handle. Read More

This house is small for me.

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This house is small for me, ; I'll kick out the attic, ; Hey, my rose, my violet, ; Kiss my cheek. ; ; Kiss my cheek, (3rd line melody) ; A hundred times in a row. (4th line melody) ; ; A hundred times in a row, (3rd line melody) ; Sunday afternoon. (4th line melody) Read More

Hey, it's soft, it's soft.

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1. Hey, dunna, dunna, but soft, ; Hey, dunna, dunna, but soft, ; We lie under it in pairs, ; We lie under it in pairs. ; ; 2. There a woman says, ; There a woman says, ; I will get under it someday, ; I will get under it someday. Read More

My mother has already woken up that day.

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1. My mother, the day has dawned on me, ; I am under your hand for the last time, ; But now the Good God is with you, ; I thank you for your upbringing. ; ; 2. My mother, what is your heart made of, ; Is it made of stone or wood, so that it does not crack, ; It is made of stone, ... Read More

Hey you, lady, lady

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1. Hey, you woman, woman, why are you dozing on the slats, ; Your mother was like that too, she didn't get a spinning wheel, ; She died in her sleep on the dry slats, ; She died in her sleep on the dry slats. ; ; 2. She ties nine sieves of hemp on her back, ; The slatsman hurries... Read More

Party party party party

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1. Party, party, party of the Buré people, ; That the Turkish rígen did not cut it down, ; If I get it, I will leave it at that, ; I will stamp it into the sea with a stone. ; ; 2. The leaf of the citron tree has fallen, ; The heart of Veron of Balkó is sad, ; Do not be sad, you ... Read More

Dunna dunna variegated dunna but soft

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1. Dunna, duna, variegated duna, but soft, ; It has remained under my sweet rose, under it. ; ; 2. We will write until that time, ever, ; We two will sleep under my sweet rose, under it. Read More

Bird bird little bird what have you done?

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1. Bird, bird, little bird, why have you dared, ; Even yesterday at this time you were gathering grain, ; Your feet are in a trap in the evening, there is your freedom, ; Your wings are tied, there is your joy. ; ; 2. I have parted from you my sweet birdwatching, ; Even yesterday... Read More

Good evening, my mother.

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May God grant my mother good evening, ; We brought the black-eyed bride, ; But not because I love her, ; To seek my mother's relief. Read More

Oh, you poor fellow!

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Oh, but you are a poor young man, ; If you can't give a hundred crowns. ; – No, a hundred crowns, another one too, ; A third one too, myself too. Read More