The speaker is dead (A young man was killed)

They killed a young man, ; For sixty forints, ; They threw him into the Tisza ; For a red-haired horse. ; ; Tisza did not take him in, ; He put him on the bank. ; A young fisherman went there, ; He put him in his net. ; ; His mother went there, ; Kelti, but he did not hear: ; – Get up, my son, my dear son, ; Come home with me. ; ; – I cannot get up, ; Because I am dead, ; My yellow copper-spurred boots, ; Are frozen to my feet. ; ; His father went there, ; Kelti, but he did not hear: ; – Get up, my son, my dear son, ; Come home with me. ; ; – I cannot get up, ; Because I am dead, ; My beautiful black curly hair, ; Is frozen to my shoulders. ; ; His baby went there, ; Kelti, he can already hear: ; – Get up, get up, my sweet rose, ; Roll onto my shoulder. ; ; – Will you make me a ; Walnut coffin? ; – You made me a ; Marble coffin. ; ; – Will you ring ; The three bells? ; – I will ring ; All thirty-six, my sweet rose.