The large cemetery of Szakállosi is fenced with wire

Szakállosi's big cemetery, fenced with wire, ; Alas, but happy is he who rests there. ; I too have a desire to go there, ; I am tired of my life in this world. ; ; Street, street, street, street, Szakállosi street, ; I walk along it for the last time. ; I stop for the last time at a house, ; At the barred gate of my dear little angel.