I went to Gyula.
Song
I went to Gyula, ; To the Gyula fair, ; I rode a brave colt, ; My baby, but I'm tired. ; ; I rode a brave colt, ; My baby, but I'm tired, ; My right leg is tired, ; With whom do I walk the csárdás. ; ; This leg of mine, this, this, this, ; It walks better than this one, ; My sweet leg, take good care, ; Because the other one will dishonor you.