Adult folk songs
That mother can cry and sob
Song
1. A mother can cry, sob,Whose two sons go to war.His hand or leg, they shoot with a bullet.The poor thing is not even dead, they bury him right away.2. The captain comes, on a snow-white horse,A shiny sword clangs at his side.A shiny sword clangs, a copper cannon thunders,Blood ...
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If I go up the great mountain of Doberdó
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1. If I go up to the great mountain of Doberdó,From there I look up at the starry sky.Starry sky, where is my Hungarian homeland,Where is my mother mourning me.2. Oh, my God, where will I die,Where will my red blood flow.The wildflowers of the field will bury me,The girls will mo...
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Lajos Kossuth's white horse may have earned its oats
Song
1. Lajos Kossuth's white horse is not a horse, but he has already earned his oats. ; He has traveled around Hungary many times, many times, many times. ; If he could have traveled around it once more, ; On Hungarian soil, to our beautiful homeland, to our beautiful homeland, ther...
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Lajos Kossuth, I am yours too
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1. Lajos Kossuth, I am yours too, ; I carry the little rose-colored baton. ; The handle of my little baton is made of rosewood, ; The name of the little angel is carved on it. ; ; 2. God be with you, my little village forever, ; I am going out of it to die. ; A sharp bullet is pi...
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My mother, I'll tell you something.
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1. Mother, I have something to tell you,Unbutton the front of my little shirt,Look at what's pressing on my heart,Put my prayer book on it.2. Mother, what's in your pocket,A red apple, give me one.I'll eat your apple, your apple,I'm wearing the dress of Ferenc Jóska.
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Ferenc Jóska when he gets on his horse
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1. Ferenc Jóska, if he mounts his horse,The hussar will follow him in four lines.Oh, but the soldier's band sings beautifully,My mother would hear it, but she would cry. 2. I lean out of the saddle for the last time,I ask for a kiss from my old lover.Give me a kiss on the road, l...
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There is a trembling poplar in the yard of old Masaryk
Song
1. In the yard of old Maszarik there is a trembling poplar tree,All its branches bend to the ground.A cannonball shatters its branches,Every blonde and brunette girl is waiting for her baby.
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The lick is a handsome hussar when he mounts his horse.
Song
1. The lick, a handsome hussar, when he mounts his horse, ; He pulls down his cap, over his mournful forehead, ; He pulls down his cap over his two black eyes, ; So that no one can see where his tears fall. ; ; 2. Where his tears fall, over the gallop of his horse, ; Dear little ...
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Boombike boombike
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1. Bömbike, bömbike,The gentlemen's donkeys are comingThey are being suckled. Misike.
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The horseshoe fell off my little horse's foot.
Song
1. The horseshoe fell off my little horse's leg, ; The ornate hussar cap is missing from my head, ; Whoever finds this hussar cap, will find it today, ; Bring my dove, I will be there with him. ; ; 2. The hussar cap has been found x they brought it to me, ; They put it on my head...
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