Children's folk songs

Stork, stork, why are your feet bloody?

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Stork, stork, how bloody is your leg? ; A Turkish child threw it, a Hungarian child heals it, ; With a pipe, a drum, a reed fiddle. Read More

It has hemp seeds in it.

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Hemp bud, there's a seed in it, ; If we knock it out, there won't be any in it, ; Hemp crumbs, little bride, ; Hug, kiss the one you love. Read More

Hey, my dear Donna.

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Hey, my donna, my retinue, my white horse, is fattening up in the field, ; my beautiful lady lover, lives in peppery Győr. ; Her bun is so beautiful, it moves the skies, ; her slippers are so beautiful, her heels are so delicate, ; her skirt is so beautiful, it moves the Danube. Read More

Hella hella hella

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Hela, hela, hela, hela, daughter of Ferenc Nímet, she gave me her wine dog. ; I am not the cause of anything, my mother is the cause of everything. ; Why didn't she give me to a man, to a black-eyed glutton. ; Hey lipstick, lipstick, you are red, you are sweet as a morning dream.... Read More

Uncle Buda, Uncle Buda

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Buda, uncle Buda, ; Where are you taking me to? ; To Vienna, to Buda, ; To the border of Szentivány? Read More

Chip chip jackdaw

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Chirp, chirp, jackdaw, blind crow, ; Give me my cart, I can't give it to you, ; There are chickens sitting on it, take the cloth off it. ; Get away from it. Read More

I planted my little garden in the spring

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1. I planted my little garden in the spring, ; With roses, grass, lilies and daisies, ; My flowers have all opened, I want to sell them all, ; But now for what price. ; ; 2. I will buy your flowers, if you sell them, ; Even if you don't think the price is that high, ; My flowers ... Read More

The peony

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The peony, ; She leaned out onto the road, ; My sweet, my beloved ; Break a piece of it. ; I broke it too, ; But I ran away. ; ; In milk, in butter, beautiful morning, ; embrace the one you love. ; I love this, I like this, ; This is my sweet beloved. ; ; If I were money, I would... Read More

A bed of onions, sixty melons

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A bed of onions, ; sixty melons, ; Cserefan, his bottom. ; Where does his place live? ; ; In Csőribe, on the hill of Csőrivár, ; They put on, put on, the forest dance, ; Hendrijás, a flower-dresser, ; his wife is a good dancer, ; whoever you love, catch her. ; ; I love this, I li... Read More

Hello,

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Hey, hey, ; hey, Read More