There will be a fight (Bakony forest is in mourning)
Song
Bakony forest is in mourning, *) ; Sándor Rózsa is in prison. ; ; Still at noon on Thursday, ; He went whistling to the cellar. ; ; His mother-in-law followed him, ; – My son Sándor, come home. ; ; – I am not going home yet, ; I am bathing in blood today. ; ; – My mother-in-law, my dear, ; Bring a shirt with a lining. ; ; If there is no shirt with a lining, ; Bring one with a lining. ; ; Twelve girls in white, ; Take me to the cemetery. ; ; Twelve girls in red, ; Let them fall on my grave. ; ; *) from now on, all lines are repeated