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The bottom of the radish is black
Song
1. The bottom of the radishes is black, ; My lover's mother is sick. ; I wish God would ease it, ; Her funeral would be quicker. ; I wish God would let her die, ; So that her son would stay with me. ; ; 2. Under the gardens of Hegysúr, ; There is a spring hidden under a secret. ; Whoever drinks water from it, ; Says goodbye to his baby. ; I also drank water from it, ; I said goodbye to my baby.