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Your old lady's hair is spread out on the hedge.
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Your old grandmother's quilt is spread out on the hedge.
My uncle, keep it so that the wind doesn't blow it away.
The wind can't blow it away, because the thread won't let it,
Only the thread and the thread cost sixty forints.
My uncle, keep it so that the wind doesn't blow it away.
The wind can't blow it away, because the thread won't let it,
Only the thread and the thread cost sixty forints.