The pear is falling, the pear is the Italian pear.

1. The pear is falling, the pear is falling, the Italian pear, ; Underneath there is a small, low chair. ; My dear partner, my dove, Mariska. ; ; 2. There sits the Gatyás Maris, ; In a beautiful pink skirt, ; There goes the neighbor Pista, ; In high-heeled boots. ; ; 3. A jug of wine in her right hand: ; Drink Maris, drink! ; In her left hand a fan: ; Conquer yourself, conquer yourself! ; ; 4. Around midnight they take her ; Weak arm, take her to the carriage, ; Lay her down beside them, ; In her lying bed. ; ; 5. After midnight they tell her: ; Turn to me, turn! ; I don't turn, because I'm ashamed, ; My virginity, because I've lost it. ; ; Coda ; ; My dear partner, ; My dove, my Mariska.