Hegysúr

Rice porridge with good milk

Song

1. Rice porridge with good milk, ; My rose was waiting on the libidari hill on ; Lankali mountain at night. ; ; 2. My mother already knew, ; She forbade her daughter on the libidari hill on ; Lankali mountain. ; ; 3. My mother, let me out, ; My rose is waiting on the libidari hil... Read More

Tilatila, forbidden tree

Song

1. Tilatila, the forbidden tree, tells the story, ; It is forbidden to love a brown boy. ; Hey, hair, I need just the brown one, ; Who would love me forbidden. ; ; 2. I was born a fool, a fool, a fool, ; A real mother did not raise me. ; Now if I had this world, ; Even a flower w... Read More

The Great Barracks of Bratislava

Song

1. The great barracks of Bratislava are whitewashed yellow. ; The middle, the inside is full of recruits. ; Every eye is covered with a handkerchief, ; Who is mourning his baby, who is mourning his mother. ; ; 2. Stand still, fur coat, stand still, they are locking you in the cel... Read More

The sun is going down.

Song

1. The sun is going down, ; Towards the barracks. ; The children are bowing, nine hundred and ten of them. ; Towards the barracks in Bratislava. ; ; 2. My God, my God, ; What will become of me? ; They will take me as a soldier, I will leave my baby here, ; Young children are shou... Read More

Oh, how long is Széplak Street in Bratislava

Song

1. Alas, but the Széplak Street in Bratislava is long. ; Three new recruits are marching along it. ; Three brown girls are crying after them. ; None of them have their dear baby among them. ; ; 2. The tricolor flag of the Republic, ; But many new recruits swear under it. ; He hol... Read More

The Bratislava goat is doing well.

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1. The buck from Bratislava has a good job, ; His horse doesn't give a damn about hay or oats. ; He has a hundred and twenty sharps stuffed in his calf, ; Little angel, I'm a soldier for you. ; ; 2. Little angel, I wasn't a soldier yet, ; I swore an oath several times at Ablakid.... Read More

Barracks Barracks

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1. Barracks, barracks, ; Not the house of God. ; But many a blonde, brown, red girl ; Has her baby wither inside. ; ; 2. Wither, my baby, wither, ; Because you are not mine. ; For as long as you were mine, ; You were a blooming red rose. Read More

They're cutting my curly hair on Holy Saturday

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1. On Great Saturday they cut my curly hair, ; In Bohemia they saddle my little pony. ; ; 2. If I sit on the broad back of my little pony, ; It will take me to the great Bohemia. ; ; 3. From there I write my baby a mournful letter, ; Even if her heart is made of stone, oh, hair, ... Read More

Once upon a time, a prince

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1.Once upon a time, a young man, What did he think to himself. ; To Ihajnáre, fikatóre, What did he think to himself. ; ; 2. He dressed nicely in a Kocsisi dress, ; To Ihajnáre, fikatóre, Kocsisi dress. ; ; 3. He went to the city, To the rich judge's daughter, ; To Ihajnáre, fika... Read More

Killer butt

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1. Murderous bottom, there would be a mill, if there were one, ; But the water has long since gone from under it. ; A little bird does not rise from the willow branch, ; There it sings about Mrs. Virág's daughter. ; ; 2. Virág Zsuzsi kept going to the mill. ; She was breaking dow... Read More