Gelle (Egyházgelle)

Under the iron bridge in Abony, ; A brown boy reaps oats. ; He reaps oats for his black horse, ; He is looking for a lover. ; ; When I was a little girl, ; I went around gathering oats. ; I couldn't make a handful of oats, ; I could keep a lover. Read More

Thrush, don't climb the tree.

Song

Thrush, don't climb the tree, ; Rather climb my baby's window. ; Whistle the sad songs, ; They're taking, they're taking my baby to the soldier. ; ; I'm my mother's son, ; Yet they conscripted me to be a soldier. ; I drew the first note, ; We must leave her here, we must leave th... Read More