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At the end of the village, they are threshing oats now

Song

At the end of the village, they are threshing oats, ; Three little girls are loading the threshing floor, ; Julcsa Farkas also went up to the threshing floor, ; She accidentally fell into the drum. ; ; The feeder calls out to the engineer, ; Mr. Engineer, stop the machine. ; Mr. Engineer, stop the machine, ; Julcsa Farkas fell into the drum. ; ; Uncle Józsi, save my hand, ; Don't let my life be lost. ; I would save you, my dear daughter, it can't be, ; Your skirt is caught in the wheels. ; ; Julcsa Farkas was put on the cart, ; They took her to the chief physician. ; The chief physician looks at her and says, ; Only God is the doctor for this. ; ; They ring the bell, but not at twelve, ; Julcsa Farkas is now being taken to the cemetery. ; Around his grave are roses, sedges, and rose stems; Julcsa Farkas is now resting in Közepi.

Inventory number:

9648

Collection:

Repository

Genre:

Adult folk songs Ballad

Type:

Song

Municipality:

Nyárasd