Lyrical song

The speaker speaks beautifully.

Song

1. The tárogató speaks beautifully; Beyond the wide Danube. ; It mourns you sobbingly, ; With a painful heart, my beautiful homeland. ; ; 2. Sob, sob, tárogató, ; Hungary is lost. ; When the sad song cries through, ; Tears cover my heart. ; ; 3. From the grove, from my beautiful ... Read More

There is a small house on the banks of the Tisza River.

Song

1. There is a small house on the bank of the Tisza, ; There is a small bed in it. ; There lies a brown maiden, ; A cradle rocking at her feet. ; ; 2. She just rocks him with her feet, ; With her mouth she just says. ; – Sleep, sleep, you innocent soul, ; The Holy Spirit is beatin... Read More

Beyond the Tisza, beyond the Danube

Song

Beyond the Tisza, beyond the Danube, ; I have fallen behind my dear baby. ; Beyond the Tisza, beyond the Danube, ; I have fallen behind the poor thing, ; I have not heard from anyone, ; Beyond the Tisza, beyond the Danube. Read More

My yard, my yard

Song

1. My yard, my yard, ; My beautiful round yard, ; It no longer sweeps ; My weak arm. ; My weak arm. ; ; 2. In the middle of my yard ; There is a small apple tree, ; Under it is tied ; A red bay stallion. ; ; 3. He is saddled up, ; And bridled up, ; Come, my dear rose, ; Let us tr... Read More

Water, water, water

Song

Water, water, water, ; There is no water, ; Like the Körös water, ; Catfish and pike live in it, ; Beautiful mergansers bathe in it. ; Water, water, water, ; There is no water, ; Like the Körös water. Read More

Water, water, water

Song

Water, water, water, ; But beautiful, clean water, ; This is the Körös water, ; Pike and catfish live in it, ; White swans bathe in it. ; Water, water, water, ; But beautiful, clean water, ; This is the Körös water. Read More

My mother stood at the gate.

Song

My mother stood at the gate, ; From there she watches that her son is a soldier, ; Come in, mother, raise another, ; He will also be good for a soldier, you will see. Read More

The orphan bird is hiding

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1. The orphan bird is hiding, ; It always lands on the edge of the forest, ; Well, it is an orphan like me, ; How could a poor man hide. ; ; 2. I am a shepherd like others, ; I guard my flock like others, ; His shepherd is thirsty, ; Let his rose water him. ; ; 3. You see how fog... Read More

The purple spoon still pinched my hand

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1. My hand was still pinched by a pansy, ; My dark-haired young man still deceived my heart, ; You have deceived yourself, dark-haired young man, ; You have not found a truer man than me. ; ; 2. My sweet mother, that sprig of rosemary, ; Which my lover gave me, ; Tie it together,... Read More

My love, my love

Song

1. My love, my love, ; My cursed torment, ; Why didn't you bloom ; On every treetop. ; ; 2. On every treetop, ; On a lemon tree leaf, ; You would have cut it ; Every poor lad. ; ; Read More