Adult folk songs

I am the branch of my mother's rose tree.

Song

1. My mother, rose-tree, I am the branch, ; I am the first soldier of Ferenc Jóska. ; A hundred and twenty sharp needles press on my shoulder, my heart is heavy with grief, ; I must leave my dear baby here, my heart is killing me with grief, my baby, my heart is killing me with g... Read More

They've already mowed the meadow, they haven't left a single flower

Song

1. The meadow has already been mowed, no flowers have been left, ; The little angel says. that I am going to another girl. ; Don't be angry, little angel, don't listen to anyone, ; That I loved you, I swear by the heavens. ; ; 2. In front of my door is a wild apple tree, three bu... Read More

Oh, but they play the piano beautifully in the Vienna barracks

Song

1. Oh, but they play the piano beautifully in the Vienna barracks, ; My baby is heard at the window, ; I know, my baby, your heart will break, ; If they take me away from you for three years. ; ; 2. To the top of the Martosi, the Martosi tower ; A bird flew in pure black, ; Under... Read More

Winter has passed, spring is about to come, quietly.

Song

1. Winter has passed quietly, spring is coming, ; But I would like to be a rosebud in your little garden. ; I could not be a rose, Ferenc Jóska calls me, ; Komárno's high-rise barracks. ; ; 2. I must go away, soldiers, for three years, ; I must leave my lover here for her most be... Read More

The meadow has already been mowed, it no longer produces flowers.

Song

1. The meadow has been mowed, it bears no more flowers, ; The little angel says that I am going to another girl. ; Don't be angry, little angel, don't listen to me, ; That I love you, I swear by the heavens. ; ; 2. In front of my door is a wild apple tree, three buds on it, ; The... Read More

Brown girl brown girl come out to the vineyard

Song

1. Brown girl, brown girl, come out to the vineyard, ; Let's pick grapes, let's pick grapes in a Viennese red shawl, ; I won't go, I won't go with you to the vineyard, ; You cheat, cheat me, because your eyes are black. ; ; 2. Brown girl, brown girl, come out to the vineyard, ; L... Read More

There is a rose tree in front of my door with three buds on it.

Song

1. In front of my door is a rose tree, with three buds on it, ; The little angel says that she plucks them. ; Don't pluck them, little angel, they will open soon, ; Then the pearly dew will fall on its flower. ; ; 2. The meadow has already been mown, it will not bear any more flo... Read More

The crane flies high but cries loudly

Song

1. The crane flies high, but it cries out loud, ; From under its wings, from under its wings it drops curly feathers. ; Pick it up, pick it up, dear little angel, (a) put it on my spinning hat, ; If I go into the tavern, they will know me by that. ; ; 2. If I go in, oh if I go in... Read More

Fly away, peacock, fly away, peacock, to beautiful Hungary.

Song

1. Fly away, peacock, fly away, (to) beautiful Hungary, ; Take my sigh to my baby's window. ; If he asks where I am, tell him I am a prisoner of war, ; I am lying on an iron bed in a South Tyrolean military hospital. Read More

Crane crane crane takes off into the air

Song

1. Crane, crane, takes to the air, ; It sheds its curly feathers from under its wings. ; Crane always sings only this song, ; I had a lover in the village, but I can't forget him. ; ; 2. The lark sings beautifully in the green cornfield, in the furrow, ; Don't make my heart so sa... Read More