The Miraculous Death (My Son, My Son, the Brave Bálind)

– My son, my son, Bálind the valiant, ; Does your heart ache, does your head ache? ; – Neither my heart aches, nor my head aches, ; I will die for beautiful Ilona, ; For Ilona's beauty, ; For her yellow-curled pearl hair. ; ; – My son, my son, Bálind the valiant, ; Do not die for beautiful Ilona, ; For Ilona's beauty, **) ; For her yellow-curled pearl hair. ; ; Have a famous mill built, ; Have small pearls ground, ; All the beautiful maidens will disappear, ; The beautiful maidens, beautiful gourmets, *) ; Among them will be beautiful Ilona. ; ; A famous mill was built, ; Had small pearls ground, ; All the beautiful maidens burned, ; The beautiful maidens are the most beautiful, *) ; There was no beautiful Ilona among them. ; ; – My son, my son, Bálind the valiant, ; Does your heart ache, your head ache? ; – Neither my heart aches, nor my head aches, ; I would die for beautiful Ilona, ; For Ilona's beauty, ; For her yellow-curled pearl hair. ; ; – My son, my son, Bálind the valiant, ; Do not die for beautiful Ilona, ; For Ilona's beauty, **) ; For her yellow-curled pearl hair. ; ; Have a stone garden made, ; Plant it full of flowers, ; All the beautiful maidens will come, ; The beautiful maidens, the most beautiful, *) ; Among them will be beautiful Ilona. ; ; A stone garden made, ; He adorned it with flowers, ; All the beautiful maidens have gathered, ; The beautiful maidens, the most beautiful, *) ; Beautiful Ilona was not among them. ; ; – My son, my son, Bálind the warrior, ; Does your heart ache, does your head ache? ; – Neither my heart aches, nor my head aches, ; I will die for beautiful Ilona, ; For Ilona's beauty, ; For her yellow-curled pearl hair. ; ; – My son, my son, Bálind the warrior, ; Do not die yet for beautiful Ilona, ; For Ilona's beauty, **) ; For her yellow-curled pearl hair. ; ; Have a bell made, ; Ring it for your death, ; All the beautiful maidens have gathered, ; The beautiful maidens, the most beautiful, *) ; Among them will be beautiful Ilona. ; ; He made a bell to announce, ; He had it rung for her death, ; All the beautiful maidens gathered, ; The beautiful maidens, beautiful gluttons, *) ; Among them was beautiful Ilona. ; ; Who has ever seen a dead man, ; His eyes wink, his mouth laughs, ; His arms open for an embrace: **) ; – You are mine now, beautiful Ilona. ; ; *) to line 3 of the melody ; **) to lines 5 and 6 of the melody