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Egyházkarcsa (Amadekarcsa)

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To the top and base of the fir tree

Song

1. At the top of the fir tree, at the base, ; The little girl cries in the lap of her old mother. but ; Don't cry, my daughter, your lover is a five-star hussar, ; You are still weak, you can wait three years. ; ; 2. When the chief physician visits me, ; My mother is weeping in t... Read More

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Hair, hair, Ferenc Jóska's winter-summer blanket

Song

1. Hey, hair, Ferenc Jóska's winter-summer blanket, ; Oh, but I pulled, I pulled on myself a lot! ; But now I'm out of it, ; That fur-clad recruit is pulling, pulling. ; ; 2. What's the long summer for?* ; He's not even a young man who goes to see whores. ; And I only go to see a... Read More