Outlaw's Song

It's raining, there's mud in the small gate

Song

1. It is raining, there is mud in the little gate’, ; The smuggler’s tracks are still visible, ; Eriggy, my baby, sweep away the horse’s tracks, ; I spent the price on you anyway. ; ; 2. I am alone in the wilderness, ; Only the black thrush whistles for me, ; The black thrush is ... Read More

It's raining, there's mud in the small gate

Song

It's raining, there's mud in the little gate, ; The trail of a smuggled horse is visible again, ; Come, my baby, sweep away the horse's trail, ; I spent the price on you anyway. ; ; Read More

Black beans are a good source of protein.

Song

1. A black chief prepares a good stew, ; A dense forest nurtures the horse, ; A dense forest, a black exchange, ; There the horse sits up in the saddle. ; ; 2. Not far away is Kismargita, ; The Tisza flows around, ; In the middle is a tavern of skulls, ; There two horses are havi... Read More

My mother cursed me.

Song

1. My sweet mother cursed me, ; That I should not be her country, nor her homeland, ; Let my lodging be a rosebush, ; May my stay there be long. ; ; 2. There are no young men in Hidegkút except three, ; They all fell ill in the summer, ; Two of them are cured by the Viennese doct... Read More

I was only ten years old then.

Song

1. (But) I was still ten years old then, ; When I had already learned to steal a foal, ; I stole the six horses of the castle county, ; The whole of Hungary is looking for me. ; ; 2. The mountainous border of Pétérfalva, ; The good lou, the beautiful woman has no equal, ; The goo... Read More

I was only ten years old then.

Song

1. I was still ten years old then, ; When I had already learned to steal foals, ; I stole the six horses of the county, ; The whole of Hungary is looking for me. ; ; 2. Cellar, cellar, thirteen wine cellars, ; Three brown girls are having fun there, ; But I would like to go to th... Read More

This sheep is a flock for Görömbé

Song

1. This sheep belongs to Görömbé, ; My leader has been serving me for ten years, ; Listen, baccho, where does the copper bell sound, ; Your shepherd is wandering from week to week. ; ; 2. This sheep does not want to graze here, ; It rings its copper bell angrily, ; It smells a st... Read More

I was eighteen years old.

Song

1. I was eighteen years old, ; I stole the Alföldrű‘ horse, ; I drove the bullock on it, ; All six of the Alföldrű‘ ones. ; ; 2. I drove up to Kecskemét, ; I sold four of them, ; I gave two to the judge, ; So that I could get away more easily. ; ; 3. I got away more easily, ; I s... Read More

I fell asleep on the banks of the Tisza River.

Song

1. I fell asleep on the banks of the Tisza, ; Alas, but I had a sad dream, ; When I woke up there, ; Nine gendarmes stood above me. ; ; 2. Gendarmes, what do you want, ; Maybe you want to iron? ; We don't want to iron, ; To buy a brave colt. ; ; 3. A brave colt is not for sale, ;... Read More

The dawn is breaking beautifully.

Song

1. The dawn is breaking beautifully, ; The gendarme comes with the iron, ; He puts it on my hand, ; He leads me into the one. ; ; 2. Come, my baby, turn it out, ; Don't let it wither. ; I'll turn you out, turn it out, turn it out, ; I won't let you wither. Read More