Barslédec, Lédec

One two three four

Text collection

1. One, two, three, four ; Bald friend, where are you going? ; I'm not going far, ; Only to the edge of the forest, ; There's a soldier standing there, ; I ask what time it is? ; Quarter past six, ; You're that fool. Read More

Under the bench, under the bench, there is a house.

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1. Under the bench, under the bench, there is a house, ; Santa Claus lives there, ; I asked him for bacon, ; He said he would slap me. ; If he slaps me, I will die, ; The angels will take me, ; If I die, I will die, ; The devils will take me, ; They will bury me in a mouse hole, ... Read More

This forest, this field

Singing

1. This forest, this field, ; Something is rustling, something is rustling, ; Maybe it is Péter Pista, ; He is watering his horse, he is watering his horse. ; ; 2. Péter Julis, my bed, ; He took it high, he took it high. ; Péter Pista, his hat, ; He opened it inside, He opened it... Read More

Hojeda hojeda hojeda Varga Marija Szabó István hoje

Singing

Hojeda, hojeda, hojeda, Marija Varga, István Szabó, hoje! ; My heart says János Molnár, ; My friend, do not take away my old beautiful lover! ; Hojeda bud hair braider, pearl gold wreath, then I will part with you! ; Choose my heart chooses, as on a mountain, as in a valley, as o... Read More

Uncle John, blow the horn.

Singing

1. Uncle János, let me blow the horn, ; Don't sing a long song, ; Because we are very tired now, ; Maybe we will die. ; ; 2. Sky above us, sky below us, ; We had a good time all night. ; It is early today, the sun is beginning to set, ; It would be good to go home now. ; ; 3. Red... Read More

My homeland, my homeland, my sweet homeland

Singing

1. My homeland, my homeland, my sweet homeland, ; I wish I could see your borders. ; I see your smoke but only barely, ; That it is getting dark in the sky. ; ; 2. Forest, forest, but you are dense, ; My sweet homeland but you are far away, ; I would cut down this forest, ; I cou... Read More

My yellow horse by the road

Singing

1. My yellow horse by the road, ; It grazes the grass nicely, ; Graze, yellow, you are not an orphan, ; I will ride you into battle. ; ; 2. A carriage comes from below, ; In it sits the servant judge, ; – Judge, stop your mother, ; Why did you enlist as a soldier. ; ; 3. I would ... Read More

Tavern tavern tavern roofless tavern

Singing

1. Inn, inn, roofless inn, ; Inside are three old men having fun, ; Not one of them has any trouble, ; Perhaps they are coming for freedom. ; ; 2. – Ask that old man again, ; Show him his ID card. ; – Here is a coin in my front pocket, ; I suffered three years for it. Read More

A Hungarian hussar riding his black horse

Singing

1. When a Hungarian hussar mounts his black horse, ; He cuts his scythe to one side on his weak forehead, ; Icy rain falls, my little horse is soaking wet, ; Hey, my bridle is icy, my weak arms are cold. ; ; 2. My horse is a chestnut, he doesn't eat oats, ; Even as a foal, he got... Read More

A sad willow tree has bent down in front of Mrs. Kondoros' house.

Singing

1. A sad willow tree has bent down in front of Mrs. Kondoros's house, ; I will tie my horse there next Saturday at dawn, ; I have taken Mrs. Kondoros's only and dearest daughter, named Marcsa, ; I have taken her to the barracks of the old prince of Eszterházi. ; ; 2. Mrs. Kondoro... Read More