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Oh my party, oh my party
Song
; ; 1. Alas, my party, alas, my party, ; My wreath of pearls. ; ; 2. My wreath of pearls, ; My party strewn with pearls. ; ; 
; 1. I tied, I tied, ; Three wreaths, love flower, ; Treasure, treasure, there is none greater, whose heart is not in sorrow. ; ; 2. I tied one ; For my best man, love flower, ; Treasure, treasure, there is none greater, whose heart is not in sorrow. ; ; 3. I tied the second ; For my groom, love flower, ; Treasure, treasure, there is none greater, whose heart is not in sorrow. ; ; 4. I have tied a third one ; For my groom, a flower of love, ; Treasure, treasure, there is none greater, whose heart is not in sorrow. ; ; 
; 1. One flower, ; Even the wheat is a beautiful flower, ; My flower from you, ; I will go away, beautiful flower from you, ; I will never part with you. ; ; 2. Second flower, ; Even the grape is a beautiful flower, ; My flower from you, ; I will go away, beautiful flower from you, ; I will never part with you. ; ; 3. Third flower, ; Even the rose is a beautiful flower, ; My flower from you, ; I am leaving you, a beautiful flower, ; I could never leave you. ; ; 
; 1. Oh, my friend Vali, ; My loving companion, ; Do you regret it ; From your mother? ; ; 2. Oh, no, I don't regret it, ; Before I die, ; There is a stone in my heart, ; Before it cracks. ; ; 3. Oh, my friend Vali, ; My loving friend, ; Do you intend to divorce me ; From your father? ; ; 4. Oh, no, I do not intend to, ; Before I die, ; There is a stone on my heart, ; Before it cracks. ; ; 5. Oh, my friend Vali, ; My loving friend, ; Do you intend to divorce me ; From your girl friend? ; ; 6. Oh, no, I do not intend to, ; Before I die, ; There is a stone on my heart, ; Before it cracks. ; ; 
; 1. Cry, cry, beautiful virgin flower, ; Because you have to cry, because you are about to part, ; Beautiful virgin flower, from your mother. ; ; 2. Cry, cry, beautiful virgin flower, ; Because you have to cry, because you are about to part, ; Beautiful virgin flower, from your father. ; ; 3. Cry, cry, beautiful virgin flower, ; Because you have to cry, because you are about to part, ; Beautiful virgin flower, from your girlfriend. ; ; 
; 1. My dear, my dear, my dear Vali, ; But I kept you a great secret. ; ; 2. But I kept you a great secret, ; I kept you in a cage. ; ; 3. I let your hair down, ; You let yourself go. ; ; 4. Don't cry, my daughter, my daughter Vali, ; May the great God be with you. ; ; 5. May the great God be with you, ; After God, János Gyüre.