The top of the tower is tall.
Singing
1. The top of the tower is high, ; The lamb has no field. ; My lamb needs a green field, ; I need a brown lover. ; ; 2. A wide ditch in Egerszeg, ; Many beautiful girls walk there. ; This is how she walks on a high hill, ; I watch her bitterly. ; ; 3. A narrow ditch in Egerszeg, ; The girls here are all skinny. ; Every reed is so skinny, ; Every rosemary stalk bends. ; ; 4. The cherry tree is ripening, ripening, ; Its leaves are rustling, rustling. ; And it will ripen soon, ; To the lap of my dear rose. ; ; 5. I had thirteen lovers, ; Ten abandoned, three left. ; I regret those three, ; When I see them in someone else's arms. ; ; 6. Winter is gone, summer is already here, ; Not a single young man has asked for me. ; A mean thing has asked for me, ; All three and a half meters of sackcloth. ; ; 7. A dream fell into my eyes, ; Dawn will throw it out. ; If dawn does not throw it out, ; My brown baby will turn it out. ; ; 8. The handle of my whip is red, ; Jani is my lover's name. ; What good is that name, ; If I can't talk to him. ; ; 9. So what are you girls doing, ; How late you are having dinner. ; You've already gone to bed with us, ; You've even taken a bed here. ; ; 10. I'm not for just anyone, ; Only for a willing lover. ; For my lover is a golden lamb, With a golden letter on his shoulder.