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The wind plays with the water of Lake Balaton, my hair
Song
1. The wind is playing, oh, hair, with the water of Lake Balaton,
I am playing too, oh, hair, playing with my old lover.
Play, my baby, play now,
October is coming, the outlaw month, and then I will march away.
2. In front of our house, my dear mother, there is a tall mulberry tree,
I stand under it, my dear mother, so that I don't get wet under it
its leaves are lacy, oh, but they smell good,
For a little girl, my mother, I will never be sad.
I am playing too, oh, hair, playing with my old lover.
Play, my baby, play now,
October is coming, the outlaw month, and then I will march away.
2. In front of our house, my dear mother, there is a tall mulberry tree,
I stand under it, my dear mother, so that I don't get wet under it
its leaves are lacy, oh, but they smell good,
For a little girl, my mother, I will never be sad.