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They killed a young man.

Song

1. They killed a young man, ; For sixty forints, ; They threw him into the Tisza, ; For a dark horse. ; ; 2. The Tisza did not take him, ; He threw him ashore, ; A young sailor went there, ; He put him in his ship. ; ; 3. His father went there, ; Kelti, but he did not hear him. ; – Get up, get up my dear son, ; Come home with me. ; ; 4. – I will not get up, I will not get up, ; Because I am still dead, ; My beautiful black wrinkled boots, ; Are frozen to my feet. ; ; 5. His mother went there, ; Kelti, but she did not hear him, ; – Get up, get up my dear son, ; Come home with us. ; ; 6. Her baby went there, ; Kelti, she already hears, ; – Get up, get up my dear baby, ; Come home with us. ; ; 7. – Will you make a coffin of walnut? ; – Did you make a coffin of glass, my dear rose. ; ; 8. – Will you make the three bells ring again? ; – I will ring them again, my dear rose, ; All sixteen. ; ; 9. – Will you cry again, ; In front of my father and mother? ; – I will cry again, my dear rose, ; In front of the whole world.

Inventory number:

9909

Collection:

Repository

Genre:

Adult folk songs Ballad

Type:

Song

Municipality:

Gesztete