On the banks of the Sej Ipoly, at the foot of a weeping willow

1. Hey, on the banks of the Ipoly, at the foot of a weeping willow, ; A little girl is crying, black with grief, ; Because her unfaithful lover has left her, ; Hey, she is crying so that her heart will break. ; ; 2. Hey, brown girl, don't let your tears be heard, ; Because your lover didn't love you. ; Because if he had loved you, ; Hey, he would never have been unfaithful to you. ; ; 3. Hey, unfaithful young man, be cursed forever, ; Why did you break my sad heart? ; The waters of the Ipoly show my sad heart, ; Hey, the branch of the sad willow tree falls on me.