The Great Barracks of Bratislava

1. The great barracks of Bratislava are whitewashed yellow. ; The middle, the inside is full of recruits. ; Every eye is covered with a handkerchief, ; Who is mourning his baby, who is mourning his mother. ; ; 2. Stand still, fur coat, stand still, they are locking you in the cell, ; They are beating iron, beating iron on your feet and hands. ; Iron is pressing my feet and hands, ; Sorrow is pressing my orphaned heart. ; ; 3. Hey, you little girl, brown girl, I have a word with you, ; I want to ask you, do you still love me? ; Do you remember your words, what you said? ; When you said goodbye to me for three years.