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The Sister of the Death Sentenced (László Fehér, who stole a horse)
Song
Fehér László stole a horse, ; The black net is under, ; Hey, he stole a horse with a bridle, ; All kinds of equipment. ; ; Fehér László stole a horse, ; The black net is under, ; Hey, he stole a horse with a bridle, ; All kinds of equipment. ; ; Fehér Annu heard, ; That her brother was in prison, ; Hey, that her brother was in prison, ; And she went to the Croatian lord. ; ; – Sir, sir, Croatian lord, ; Let my brother out, ; – Hey, I let your brother out, ; If you come with me for a few days. ; ; Fehér Annu went to the prison door. ; ; – My brother, my brother, Fehér László, ; You are already free, ; Hey, you're free now, ; I'm going to sleep with Mr. Horvát. ; ; – My sister, my sister, Fehér Annu, ; Don't let your pearls fall, ; Hey, don't let your pearls fall, ; Don't cry bitterly yet. ; ; Fehér Annu went to sleep with Mr. Horvát. ; ; – Lord, lord, Mr. Horvát, ; I can't sleep, I can't rest, ; Hey, I can't sleep, I can't rest, ; Because I hear a great rattling of chains. ; ; – Annu, Annu, Fehér Annu, ; Just sleep, just rest, ; Hey, just sleep, just rest, ; My servants are going to the mountain. ; ; – Lord, lord, Mr. Horvát, ; I can't sleep, I can't rest, ; Hey, I can't sleep, I can't rest, ; Because I hear a loud gunshot. ; ; – Annu, Annu, Fehér Annu, ; Just sleep, just rest, ; Hey, just sleep, just rest, ; They're taking your brother to the slaughter. ; ; – My lord, my lord, my Croatian lord, ; I don't wish for God's curse, ; Hey, I don't wish for God's curse, ; But if it falls on you, I'll regret it. ; ; May your washcloth turn to blood, ; It will stain your skin, ; Hey, may your towel catch fire, ; It will also promise you.