Wheat is wheat, but a beautiful field of wheat
Song
1. Wheat, wheat, but a beautiful field of wheat,
It bends out onto the Sarkad road,
Girls with squinty eyes reap it,
Oh, but they also lay it neatly across.
2. Why do I go to church anymore,
I don't see my baby in the queue.
I cast my deceitful eyes up and down,
I don't see my old lover.
It bends out onto the Sarkad road,
Girls with squinty eyes reap it,
Oh, but they also lay it neatly across.
2. Why do I go to church anymore,
I don't see my baby in the queue.
I cast my deceitful eyes up and down,
I don't see my old lover.