I live in the middle of the Bakonyerdő forest.

1. I live in the middle of the Bakonyerdő forest, ; I hear the crack of a gendarme pistol, ; I listen to the crack of a gendarme pistol, ; I read my lover's obituary. ; ; 2. A shepherd is herding his flock, ; They are escorting his baby to a wedding. ; – God be with you, beautiful flock, I am leaving, ; Either I die, or I will be my baby's! ; ; 3. I live in the middle of the Bakonyerdő forest, ; I hear the crack of a gendarme pistol, ; My grave is in the middle of the Bakony forest, ; I will tell my baby not to cry.