I will neither go out nor surrender (There is a fire in the heart of the city of Szeged)

There is a fountain in the heart of the city of Széged, ; Water flows all around it. ; In the middle of it there is a ragged tavern. ; There is a scoundrel in his den. ; ; – Innkeeper, good evening, good evening, ; Where is this wild horse? ; – Its owner is there, ; We have a hundred thousand forints. ; ; – Innkeeper, send him out, send him out, ; Either he himself or you come out. ; – Who will go, I will give myself up, ; If you like, take my horse. ; ; My horse, my horse, I feel sorry for my horse, ; But even more, my saddle and bridle. ; My panties are under my saddle, ; There is a hundred thousand forints.