Soldier's Song

If I enter the county house

Song

When I enter the county house, ; They bring a chair for me to sit on. ; They bring a chair for me to sit on, ; My curly hair is cut with shiny scissors. ; ; My curly hair falls to the ground, ; They push a brass hat on my head. ; That is written on the side of my hat, ; God be wi... Read More

At the Bratislava train station

Song

At the Bratislava train station, ; Three steamers are coming down a track. ; The first one, alas, has a smokestack, ; That will take me to the Slovak border. ; ; My baby's arms, her arms, ; They don't want to bend, bend. ; She has to bend, write a letter, ; If she wants to hug, k... Read More

The brim of my little hat is banded.

Song

The brim of my little hat is banded, ; My lover's mother bought that too. ; My lover's mother bought that too, ; With tearful eyes she pinned it to my hat. ; ; But if I'm drafted, ; Don't cry, baby, I won't be a soldier. ; I'd rather be an outlaw in the inn, ; I won't even be the... Read More

Wild pear tree blooms white

Song

The wild pear tree is blooming white, ; My little horse is prancing beneath it. ; Prancing my horse, prancing for the last time, ra, ra, ra, ; I will ride you to Russia. ; ; (the 2nd verse from Felsővámos) ; ; I must go, I must march, ; I must go out of the village. ; I am going ... Read More

The reed bends weakly to the ground

Song

The reed is weak, it bends to the ground, ; The little girl cries and dies far away. ; She dies in the artillery barracks, ; I will be free, my baby, soon. ; ; I will be free, I will marry, ; I will marry the one I want. ; |: I will marry the most beautiful girl in my village, ; ... Read More

They beat the drum in October

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In October they beat the drum, ; I can't even say goodbye to you, my baby. ; I would say goodbye, sejehaj, but I don't have time anymore, ; God be with you, my old lover. ; ; Its wings, its wings, the roof of the barracks, ; There the front of the lads are shouting. ; I wish the ... Read More

Thrush, don't climb the tree.

Song

Thrush, don't climb the tree, ; Rather climb my baby's window. ; Whistle the sad songs, ; They're taking, they're taking my baby to the soldier. ; ; I'm my mother's son, ; Yet they conscripted me to be a soldier. ; I drew the first note, ; We must leave her here, we must leave th... Read More

To the mountainous regions of Siberia

Song

To the mountainous regions of Siberia, ; But I spent a lot of time there. ; Ten months, six days, I will not pay my respects, ; Siberia is still hell. ; ; Siberia is the cold region, ; The Honvéd buck complains about it. ; The shaft of my boot is short, the shaft of my foot is co... Read More

The sun shines on the Szërdaheli casino

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The sun is shining on the Szërdaheli casino, ; The gentlemen have already gone to visit. ; Open your window, my baby, and hold me with your little arm, ; So that the chief physician cannot visit me. ; ; The summons has already been sent, ; The sorrowful one of my baby's heart. ; ... Read More

I drink good wine, my little wretched wife, my scoundrel.

Song

I drink good wine, I have plucked my little horse, ; I have led my little horse to the inn. ; Innkeeper, please look again, ; Is the saddle on my horse not out of place? ; ; The saddle on my horse has slipped out of place, ; That Czech child has not saddled it properly. ; We will... Read More