The Hungarian song sounds beautifully in the Losonc vigadó

1. The Hungarian song is sung beautifully in the Losonc vigadó, ; The wind carries, the wind carries, out to the Romanian front, ; A Hungarian buck's heart is pierced by a sharp bullet, ; But a Hungarian song carries his soul up to heaven. ; ; 2. Lieutenant, Lieutenant, my only request is this, ; Please write me a five-six day leave, ; I have a letter, my baby sent it, it says in it, ; I will not see you, my sweet rose, they will lay you in the dark grave. ; ; 3. Lieutenant's eyes are tearful, sorrow sits on his face, ; My mother was buried three days ago, ; //: I was not at her funeral, I did not shed a tear for her, ; Because the country needs every good mother's son. :// ; ;