The lick is a handsome hussar when he mounts his horse.

1. The lick, a handsome hussar, when he mounts his horse, ; He pulls down his cap, over his mournful forehead, ; He pulls down his cap over his two black eyes, ; So that no one can see where his tears fall. ; ; 2. Where his tears fall, over the gallop of his horse, ; Dear little angel, but do you remember me. ; I will come, I will catch you, you will not be forgotten, ; You will be a rosebud on the top of my cap.