The shepherd goes to the farm

The shepherd goes to the farm, ; To Cifraszűr, to Bőgatya, ; A brass frock in his hand, in his hand, ; He runs to the joy of the donkey. ; ; The tax collector asks him, ; Where are you going, you shepherd boy? ; To the tax collector of Szędria, to the tax collector, ; To his daughter, Mariska. ; ; You are late again, shepherd boy, ; Mariskadho’ is another young man. ; On the faithful bosom, on the bosom of Mariskádnok, ; A young judge lies here. ; ; His angel, he said to him, ; Come on, you donkey, come on, you fool. ; He struck his donkey’s tail, ; The shepherd goes to the farm.