Wedding song

The farmer is angry.

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The farmer is angry, ; That we are having fun here, ; Take his house, ; Then we will stay here. Read More

The neighbor's daughter got married

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1. The neighbor's daughter got married, ; Drink, drink, drink, ; Now they are weaving her loincloth, ; Hipp-hopp! Her cro-po-gos cro-po. ; ; 2. Well, the one with the feathers, ; Drink, drink, drink, ; The goose is still carrying it in the meadow, ; Hipp-hopp! Her cro-po-gos cro-... Read More

They have already placed the wreath on me.

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They have already placed the wreath on me; Its green leaf has fallen on my bosom; Its green leaf has fallen on my bosom; Alas, this deceitful, mischievous one has deceived me. Read More

Geese, geese, geese, but a nice bunch of geese

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1. Geese, geese, geese, but a nice bunch of geese, ; Official, sej-haj, I'm in the lagzi, ; What's the use to me of such a lagzi, wedding, ; Sej, to whom my dear baby is the bride herself. ; ; 2. Sej, street, street, street, Vecseklői street, ; For the last time, but sej-haj, I'l... Read More

They have already placed the wreath on me.

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1. They have already put on my wreath, ; Its two buds fall on my two shoulders, ; Its two buds fall on my two shoulders, ; Many of my happy days turn to sadness. ; ; 2. Why would I go to church? ; If my baby doesn't see me in the line, ; Neither in the line, nor at the edge of th... Read More

The little bird Árgyélus does not fly to every agro

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1. The little bird Árgyélus does not fly every morning, ; I do not always lie in the quilted bed either. ; Come down, come down, little dove, ; Have pity, have pity, little dove! Read More

The little bird Árgyélus does not fly to every agro

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1. The little bird Árgyélus does not fly to every meadow. ; I do not always lie on a bed with a quilt either. ; Have pity on me, wait, turn to me, kiss me! ; ; 2. My laid bed is only a handful of soma, ; My dear supper is only a red oma, ; Have pity on me, wait, turn to me, kiss ... Read More

Gentlemen, let's hear a word.

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1. Gentlemen, let me speak a word, I speak truth, ; I speak no jest, but reality, ; Give me, then, a little liberty, ; While I tell the story of holy marriage. ; ; 2. When God created Adam, ; He ordained holy marriage even then, ; He exposed one of his ribs to Adam, ; From which ... Read More

The star shines in the crack of dawn

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1. Dawn breaks, stars shine, ; Yet I am with the lads, ; Oh, my God, I am ashamed, ; That the dawn has found me here. ; ; 2. Autumn dew, cold rain, ; In autumn the grapes ripen, ; When they ripen, they are pressed into wine, ; They ask Teréz Kostyál to marry them. ; ; 3. Where, w... Read More

The star shines in the crack of dawn

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1. Dawn breaks, stars shine, ; Yet I am the bride, ; Alas, my God, but I am ashamed, ; That the dawn has found me here. ; ; 2. Autumn dew, cold rain, ; In autumn the grapes ripen, ; When they ripen, they are pressed into wine, ; The bride is asked to marry. ; ; 3. Two, two, twelv... Read More