Csilizradvány
The shepherd goes to the farm
Song
The shepherd goes to the farm, ; To Cifraszűr, to Bőgatya, ; A brass frock in his hand, in his hand, ; He runs to the joy of the donkey. ; ; The tax collector asks him, ; Where are you going, you shepherd boy? ; To the tax collector of Szędria, to the tax collector, ; To his daug...
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The captain's horse is grazing beautifully.
Song
The captain's horse is grazing beautifully, ; Because he doesn't know where his master is. ; There he lies at the foot of an aspen tree, ; Three sharp bullets, bullets in his heart. ; ; There is a weeping willow on the battlefield, ; Beneath it a seventy-two-year-old man lies dea...
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