Lyrical song

On the banks of the Sej Ipoly, at the foot of a weeping willow

Song

1. Hey, on the banks of the Ipoly, at the foot of a weeping willow, ; A little girl is crying, black with grief, ; Because her unfaithful lover has left her, ; Hey, she is crying so that her heart will break. ; ; 2. Hey, brown girl, don't let your tears be heard, ; Because your l... Read More

The great bell of the bearded man rang.

Song

1. The great bell of the bearded man rang, ; Three white wild pigeons rang it. ; Three white wild pigeons have six legs, six wings, ; Every girl has her own beautiful doll. ; ; 2. I walked all the way down the main street of the bearded man, ; I looked in at my doll's window. ; J... Read More

Not far away is my rose's farm

Song

1. Not far away is the farm of my rose, ; Here you can see the fir tree of the sun. ; A pair of doves used to land there, used to land there, ; My rose is beautiful, it is difficult to part with it. ; ; 2. Even the barley did not throw up its head, ; A pair of doves carried away ... Read More

The pub door is wide open.

Song

1. Hey, hey, the pub door is wide open, ; There my lover is rejoicing in himself. ; My lover is rejoicing, and I am crying, ; Hey, hey, I can't stand my loving heart. ; ; 2. Hey, hey, a rose cannot bloom on a dry branch, ; Although I had never loved you, ; If I had never loved yo... Read More

The little brunette girl threw her mat high

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1. A little brown girl threw her bedspread high, ; Her lover forgot his hat on it. ; Bring out my hat, my rose, so I can put it on my head, ; So that the sun doesn't shine brightly, oh, in my eyes. ; ; 2. If my pigeon goes to the fairy tale fair, ; He'll dress up in his button-up... Read More

The red peony has bloomed

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1. The red peony has opened, ; Brown boy, come in to me for a word. ; Just for a word or two, honey, come in, ; Let me wink at your two mischievous eyes. ; ; 2. The peony petal has fallen, ; I wait for you, my dove, every night crying. ; But I wait in vain, honey, you don't come ... Read More

Rosemary sprig rosemary sprig

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1. Rosemary, rosemary, ; Every evening you smell. ; To my dear dove ; Show the way to me. ; ; 2. Rosemary, rosemary, ; Bend to the right, to the left. ; So that when my dove leaves, ; Comfort me. ; ; 3. Rosemary, rosemary, ; Fall on my heart. ; If I die in my sorrow, ; Weep over ... Read More

This young man is going to the meadow to mow.

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1. This young man goes to the meadow to mow, ; Hey, hey, he can't cut the grass neatly. ; But he can hug the girl's waist, ; He'll accompany her to the dance on Sunday evening. ; ; 2. This little girl goes to the stream to wash, ; Hey, hey, he can't iron her clothes. ; But he can... Read More

Red apple rolled into the mud

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A red apple rolled into the mud, ; Whoever picks it up, doesn't fall in vain, ; I picked it up, wiped myself from the mud, ; Alas, but I fell far from my baby. Read More

They tied the wreath for me.

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1. Hey, they tied a wreath for me, ; One of its threads fell on my forehead. ; Its green leaf fell on my apron, ; The one who was my baby until now has cheated on me. ; ; 2. Hey, why do I go to church, ; I don't see that cheater in the queue. ; I raise my tearful eyes, ; I mourn ... Read More