The Hungarian steamer's front is punctured.
Song
1. The Hungarian steamer has a puncture, the front of it has a puncture, ; Stretch out your two arms, my baby, let me hug you with them, ; So that the doctor, the tyrant doctor, can't visit you anymore. ; ; 2. The wind is playing, but the wind is playing with the fig tree leaf, ; I'm playing too, but I'm playing with my soldier lover, ; I can play now, my dear little angel, you've been playing for a long time anyway, ; October is coming, the tyrant month, then you'll be marching away. ; ;