Ipolykér

Baby tent

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Tente, baby, tente, ; dad liked it. Read More

Baby chick baby

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Chichi, baby, little baby, ; sleep tight, sleep well, ; have sweet dreams, ; golden nuts, hazelnuts. Read More

Ipolykéri girls have no equal

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1. Ipolykéri girls have no equal, ; When they go to church on Sunday, ; Reader and prayer book in her little hand, ; She has an old lover in her mind. ; ; 2. Ipolykéri boys have no equal, ; When they go to the pub on Sunday, ; Beer glass in her hand, clinking it, ; She hugs her b... Read More

There is a tree in my lover's yard.

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1. There is a tree in my lover's yard, ; Three apples, red apples on it, ; Two are sweet, the third, alas, very bitter, ; My dear baby, if he sees me, he will avoid me. ; ; 2. My dear baby, if you get tired of loving me, ; You are free to look for another lover, ; May heaven give... Read More

My white handkerchief has blue flowers.

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1. My white handkerchief is blue with flowers, ; A true-hearted lover is rare now, ; As rare as a black raven, ; Not every bachelor is suitable for a lover. ; ; 2. If I die, I will leave it to my baby, ; Let her not cry on weekdays, only on Sundays, ; Even then, let her cry with ... Read More

What was this little girl thinking?

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1. What was this little girl thinking, ; The steamer is coming, she lies down under it, ; The engine driver whistled once or twice, ; Go, little girl, away from the engine. ; ; 2. I will not go away from the engine, ; My lover left me here, ; If he left me, my baby will still be ... Read More

A blue ribbon ties my stockings

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1. A blue ribbon is the tie of my stocking, ; A cowardly young man who has no lover, ; A cowardly young man who has no two, three, ; Who has no blonde, brown lover. ; ; 2. You hear, little girl, that I would have married you, ; If you had not painted your face, ; You painted your... Read More

Spread spread grape spread

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1. Rekenő, rekenő, grape rekenő, ; I have picked grapes in Nagykérbe pasture, ; If you don’t believe me, baby, don’t come to me, ; Don’t sit on my lap, don’t wink at me. ; ; 2. Rekenő, rekenő, grape rekenő, ; I loved you, baby, pasture, ; If you don’t believe me, baby, I’ve got y... Read More

I went up to the oven.

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1. I went up to the oven, (share) ; The edge of my skirt is burnt, ; Edge, y the edge, y the edge of my skirt, ; My master will beat me for the evening. ; ; 2. He who does not love his master, ; Let him cook carrots, ; He should also salt it well, (but) pepper it ; So that the co... Read More

Ihajla, this little girl was not born by her mother.

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1. Ihajla, this little girl was not born by her mother, ; Ihajla, she was hatched by a wild dove in a green forest, ; She does not need her mother's pure silken down, ; Ihajla, she is covered by her lover's robe. ; ; 2. Ihajla, may the girl become a fairy, ; Ihajla, a round bun i... Read More