If I go to Budapest

1. If I go to Budapest, ; To the Budapest court, ; I see many gentlemen writing, ; To sentence me to death. ; ; 2. They have sentenced me to about six years, ; I would be released, but it cannot be, ; Let them write to my good mother, ; Send clothes for her son. ; ; 3. They have sent the white clothes, ; My sweet mother walks around sobbing, ; She can cry, my mother, with a lament, ; Now a son has been given, he has become a prisoner too. ; ; 4. My mother, my mother, my sweet mother, ; Come, look at my room, ; My bed is two planks, ; I will die here, my sweet mother. ; ; 5. If I find myself dying, ; Who will mourn me, ; Then my good mother will mourn, ; Who took care of me. ; ;