Three pots of geraniums in my window

1. Three pots of geraniums in my window, ; That's where the thrush usually lands. ; Do you hear, my friend, what the thrush is whistling, tühaj, ; The judge has enlisted him as a soldier. ; ; 2. A black carriage comes from Galánta, ; The assistant judge sits in it. ; He brings the recruits' letter, tühaj, ; It saddens the hearts of many a girl. ; ; 3. Under the crisp bridge of Vízkeleti, ; Three young men are harvesting rosemary. ; I am the rosemary picker, ; The true lover of the brown young man.