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Who lies at the foot of the trembling poplar tree?
Song
1. Who lies at the foot of the trembling poplar tree, ; Two goats are carried to the cemetery, ; His comrades dig his grave with a mournful cry, ; Back home, Hungarian village girls mourn him. ; ; 2. Hungarian village girls, dress in white, ; Let us go to the front of the big barracks, ; Let us kick in the wrinkled gate of the big barracks, ; Let every little girl hug her baby to her heart's content. ; ;