Good evening, good evening.
Song
1. Good evening, good evening, ; Judge Csáki, ; Is your daughter at home, ; That pretty young lady? ; ; 2. She is at home, she is at home, ; In the first room, ; Alas, but she is resting nicely on the ; Green-quilted bed. ; ; 3. Wake up, wake up, ; Send the ball. ; Her hundred-forint shoes, ; Pull up the footboard. ; ; 4. Pull up, gypsies, ; Pull up until morning. ; Judge Csáki's daughters ; Pull up until morning. ; ; 5. Let me go, gypsy, let me go, ; Let me go to rest. ; From my hundred-forint shoes ; To shed my blood. ; ; 6. The father cursed, ; The mother cursed a hundred times, ; Whoever sets his daughter free; Releases her. ; ; 7. Lets her go in the evening, ; She won't see her until morning. ; At six o'clock in the morning; She'll be taken home dead. ; ; 8. They're ringing the bell at noon, ; But not at noon. ; Judge Csáki's daughter; Now they're taking her dead. ; ; 9. She's already dead, she's already dead, ; She's already buried. ; Hey, but those two thugs; Suffer in prison. ; ; 10. Crack the watermelon again, ; Crack the prison door again. ; Well, but those two thugs; May they never be released.