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They are ringing the bells to the south

Song

1. They are ringing at noon, ; At half past eleven. ; I killed a dog outlaw, ; I threw him into the Danube. ; ; 2. The Danube did not take him, ; He put him on the bank. ; A sailor came along, ; He took him into his ship. ; ; 3. Don't take me into your ship, ; I am not dead. ; My beautiful linen shirt, my fringed trousers, ; They are already frozen to ice.

Inventory number:

9019

Collection:

Repository

Genre:

Adult folk songs Ballad

Type:

Song

Municipality:

Martos