Balony

The rooster flew up to the cherry tree

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The rooster has climbed onto the cherry tree.It crows at the crack of dawn.At dawn, a pair of stars shine,You see, my baby. I am still with you. Read More

I'll go all the way down the main street in Balony.

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I walk all the way down the main street of Balony.I look in through the window of my little angel.Just then she made her bed,She swept her room with rosemary. Read More

I am poor, I was born poor.

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I am poor, I was born poor.I was raised among the trees in a green forest.In a green forest, a rose bush is my lodging,Yet in the village the most beautiful girl is my partner. Read More

If I go into the tavern in Balony

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If I go into the inn in Balony.I'll cut into the main beam with a knife.If a young man takes it out, only a young man can do it,Someone will be bathed in blood that night. Read More

Blue rainbow blue rainbow crowns the sky

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Blue rainbow, blue rainbow crowns the sky.They have stolen, they have stolen my lover from me.Sweet little angel, may God bless you.May your tears never dry out the handkerchief. Read More

There is a lovely walnut tree in the yard of our house.

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1. A lovely walnut tree stands in the yard of our house.Underneath it&nbsp, my little pony is saddled and bridle-ridden.Her lovely bridle, my baby's little mouth is red.I bow my sad head into the embracing arms of my rose.2. Either I'll write it, or I'll send it, or I'll tell... Read More

My lover has gone, my lover has gone to South America

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My lover has gone, my lover has gone to South America. ; He wrote in his letter, he wrote in his letter that I should go after him. ; I will not go after him to South America, ; I will find a lover, I will find a lover in my village. Read More

Great harvest of Yakeromi

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1. Jákéromi's great harvest.Let's not rush there, buddy.I'll measure three akos of water,They put six beans in it.2. Jákéromi's great harvest,Let's not rush there, buddy.Little bread, big bougainvillea,The handful of pickers can't handle it.3. Jákéromi's shepherd boy,The poor man... Read More

They are ringing the bells to the south

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The bells are ringing at noon,half past eleven,Call your abbot infor a cake. Read More

Little girl with big tits

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Little girl, big tits,she doesn't know where to put them.She throws them over her shoulder, over her shoulder,They hang down to the side of her ass. Read More