The horse's foot tripped over a root (It's raining, alas, but it's dripping nicely)

It's raining, alas, but it's dripping nicely; Csali Pista is lamenting in the tavern. ; -- The innkeeper should bring wine to the table, ; Put her most beautiful daughter on the post. ; ; – My mother, I'm not going to the post, ; That's where the armed gendarmes are coming. ; Csali Pista didn't take it as a joke, ; He jumped on the back of the little horse. ; ; The little horse took him far, ; All the way to the edge of the Bakony forest. ; The horse's leg tripped over a root, ; That's how they captured Csali Pista forever. ; ; They put Csali Pista in the carriage, ; He sadly asks where his horse is. ; The gendarme captain says proudly: ; – Csali Pista, you're not riding a horse anymore! ; ; – I'll send a message to my majesty, ; Let my orphan child be raised well; Let him not be given to a colt or a bullock cart; But only teach him to be a bandit.