Egyházasbást, Újbást
Red apple rolled into the mud
Song
A red apple rolled into the mud, ; Whoever picks it up, doesn't fall in vain, ; I picked it up, wiped myself from the mud, ; Alas, but I fell far from my baby.
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The table is wide.
Song
1. The table is wide, ; The tablecloth is narrow, ; The dinner is thin, ; The host is mischievous, ; He does not look at the sun, ; Only at the beautiful woman. ; ; 2. The guest is more mischievous, ; Why does he drink all day, ; He does not know what is enough, ; The guest is mi...
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St. Michael's Landscape St. Michael's Landscape Approaching
Song
1. St. Michael's Day, St. Michael's Day is approaching, ; The shepherds are counting their sheep, ; This one has a mule, with a bell on it, ; He drives, drives home. ; ; 2. He drives, drives, drives, drives home, ; To the castle, to the castle tavern, ; He drives him into the tav...
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Love love
Song
1. Love, love, ; Cursed torment, ; Why didn't you bloom ; On the top of every tree. ; ; 2. I also plucked it, ; I also withered it, ; Instead of a poor girl ; I chose a rich one.
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The farmer is angry.
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The farmer is angry, ; That we are having fun here, ; Take his house, ; Then we will stay here.
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I live alone in the wilderness.
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1. I live alone in the wilderness, ; Only the yellow-throated woodpecker plays the fiddle for me, ; It whistles early in the morning, at dawn, ; Get up, shepherd, the dawn has broken on the farm. ; ; 2. If a sheep from my flock dies, ; I will skin it myself, before the old man se...
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This sheep is from Gömbölyüd.
Song
1. This sheep is a flock from Gömbölyüd. ; My leader has been serving for ten years, ; Listen, uncle, where does the copper bell sound, ; My shepherd is wandering from week to week. ; ; 2. This sheep does not want to graze here, ; It rattles its copper bell angrily, ; It smells a...
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Who goes there who goes there
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1. Who goes there, who goes there, ; Whose baby is there, ; Either mine, or someone else's, ; Or my dear friend's. ; ; 2. The sun has risen in the sky, ; On every girl's window, ; Oh my God, what is the reason, ; It never shines on mine. ; ; 3. My truth is locked up ; In the Roma...
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Hey, the Mátra is a mountain
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1. Hey, the Mátra is foggy, ; It wants to rain hey, ; It wants to rain, ; The herd of cattle is croaking, ; It wants to go home, ; It wants to go home. ; ; 2. Don't croak, don't croak, ; We're not going home yet, ; We're not going home yet. ; It's not St. George's Day yet, ; Then...
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Three bushels of hemp seeds
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1. Three bushels of hemp seeds, ; Alas, but you are a proud young man, ; What is your pride worth, ; If you don't have a beautiful wife. ; ; 2. Hey, little pot, little pot, ; Inside are many unwashed things, ; Wash the pot, little girl, ; That's how the young man hugs you. ; ; 3....
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