Bély
Hey, I don't have a table or a chair.
Song
1. Hey, I have neither a table nor a chair,Who has a more beautiful baby than me?She walks in front of me to the gate,Hey, my heart hurts and will fall out of me.2. Hey, I have nothing but a glass,I have nothing but two sprigs of rosemary.I drink the water from here incessantly,H...
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I carve my name on the four corners of my blanket
Song
1. I carve my name on the four corners of my blanket,I hand over my work to the eight-year-olds.Let the fur-clad recruit wear it, oh my hair,Who still has thirty-six months in his barracks. 2. My shirt is fine, my pants are fine, its sleeves are flagged,It doesn't flutter, it doe...
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My mother, I'll tell you something.
Song
1. Mother, I have something to tell you,Unbutton the front of my little shirt,Look at what's pressing on my heart,Put my prayer book on it.2. Mother, what's in your pocket,A red apple, give me one.I'll eat your apple, your apple,I'm wearing the dress of Ferenc Jóska.
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