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Yesterday evening to Edelény
Song
1. Yesterday evening in Edelénybê, ; Nine gendarmes stood before me, ; All nine asked me, ; Do I have a travel document. ; ; 2. Wait, gendarme, I will show you, ; I will only unbutton my shirt, ; I will unbutton my shirt, ; I will take out my gun. ; ; 3. I shot two people dead, ; This is my travel document, ; But I can’t shoot anymore, ; Because my life is between guns. ; ; 4. – So what should I do now? ; Should I run or should I stay? ; |: If I run, I will be ashamed, ; If I stay, I will remain a prisoner, :|.