The Girl Who Was Danced to Death (Good evening, good evening)

– Good evening, good evening, ; Judge Sági, Mrs. ; Is your daughter at home, ; My lovely Ilonka? ; ; – She is at home, she is at home, ; In the front room. ; Oh, how beautifully she sleeps, ; In her quilted bed. ; ; – Go ahead, send her out, ; Let her go to the ball. ; Put her hundred-forint shoes ; On her feet. ; ; – Pull on, gypsies, ; Pull on that song, ; Judge Sági, Ilonka ; Don't let her rest. ; ; It's already six o'clock, ; The bells are ringing for dawn. ; Judge Sági, Ilonka ; They are taking her now, dead. ; ; Dead, dead, ; She is already at the cemetery, ; Judge Sági, Ilonka ; There is no forgetfulness yet. ; ; Cursed is the mother, ; But even more cursed is the father, ; Who lets his innocent daughter ; Go to the ball.