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Nagymegyer lily of the valley forest
Song
1. The great forest of lilies of the valley of Nagymegeri,
The forest is covered with red blood,
The gentle breeze always says,
A poor young man loves a rich girl.
2. A poor young man loves a rich girl,
His good parents won't let him marry her,
If they don't let him marry her,
They'll see what we'll do.
3. A poor young man one Sunday afternoon,
Walked down the street with his baby,
Leaked her out to walk into a green forest,
There they'll pick wildflowers.
4. –, My four-shot pistol, oh, but it's sharp,
For you, my baby, three of these will be enough,
A fourth into my own heart,
So I'll fall on my baby's body.
5. The next day they search far and wide,
The forester finds the body,
He finds it in a large rose bush,
Two lovers are lying on top of each other.
6. Come, girls, dress in white,
We'll take two lovers to the cemetery,
Nine young men are ringing the big bell,
Now they're carrying the two wilted flowers.
7. Fathers, mothers, learn from this,
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Do not look at that great wealth,
Look at the happiness in your heart.
*) The 2nd line of the melody was omitted. The singer did not remember the missing line even after repeating it several times. Judging from other versions,
the first two lines of the last stanza could have been as follows:
Fathers, mothers, learn from this,
Never forbid love.
The forest is covered with red blood,
The gentle breeze always says,
A poor young man loves a rich girl.
2. A poor young man loves a rich girl,
His good parents won't let him marry her,
If they don't let him marry her,
They'll see what we'll do.
3. A poor young man one Sunday afternoon,
Walked down the street with his baby,
Leaked her out to walk into a green forest,
There they'll pick wildflowers.
4. –, My four-shot pistol, oh, but it's sharp,
For you, my baby, three of these will be enough,
A fourth into my own heart,
So I'll fall on my baby's body.
5. The next day they search far and wide,
The forester finds the body,
He finds it in a large rose bush,
Two lovers are lying on top of each other.
6. Come, girls, dress in white,
We'll take two lovers to the cemetery,
Nine young men are ringing the big bell,
Now they're carrying the two wilted flowers.
7. Fathers, mothers, learn from this,
*)
Do not look at that great wealth,
Look at the happiness in your heart.
*) The 2nd line of the melody was omitted. The singer did not remember the missing line even after repeating it several times. Judging from other versions,
the first two lines of the last stanza could have been as follows:
Fathers, mothers, learn from this,
Never forbid love.