Ipolyvarbó, Varbó

Old graves in the Ipolyvarbó cemetery

Cemeteries, tombstones, graves

There are four graves in the grave yard: the grave of Tamás Benkő, a zealous spiritual pastor of Varbó and several other localities, who died at the age of 57. The grave of György Siposs, a schoolmaster and clerk who passed away in God, and the graves of Ilona Mohácsik and Mihály... Read More

Oh my party, oh my party

Song

; ; 1. Alas, my party, alas, my party, ; My wreath of pearls. ; ; 2. My wreath of pearls, ; My party strewn with pearls. ; ; ; 1. I tied, I tied, ; Three wreaths, love flower, ; Treasure, treasure, there is none greater, whose heart is not in sorrow. ; ; 2. I tied one ; For my ... Read More

This way, this way, this way, this way

Song

1. This way, come here, now he went this way, ; He is angry with me, he does not look this way, ; If you are angry, do not go this way, ; You have no right to go this way. ; ; 2. For whom would this not be difficult, ; Who is abandoned by his lover, ; Behold, he has abandoned me ... Read More

The table is wide.

Song

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 sunset. ; The guest is mischievous, ; Why does he drink all day, ; He does not know what is enough. Read More

When they are getting ready for the wedding

Song

1. When they are preparing for the feast, ; Jesus is also invited as a guest, ; He calls his disciples together, all the good hens his sons, ; To the feast of Cana. ; ; 2. Peter wipes his beard, ; In his hand the cup, Iblítyi, ; So he turned Magdalene, and threw down his horsesho... Read More

This pretty little chalk was bought by my sweet mother.

Song

This pretty little whitewasher was bought by my sweet mother, ; My sweet father bought the beautiful handle for it, ; My sweet mother whitewashes, my lover's mother paints, ; The neighbor sweeps, I only shake my tail. Read More

There is only one star above our house.

Song

1. There is only one star above our house, ; That star has many envious ones, ; They write from me about that star, ; Which shone above our house. ; ; 2. In my little garden, three bushes of lettuce, ; Three little girls hoe it in their sorrow, ; They are tired and sit down in th... Read More

I live, I live, what am I living for?

Song

1. I live, I live, why do I live, ; If I am afraid of even a bird, ; Dry anger, if it flutters, ; My blood runs cold within me. ; ; 2. (but) For whom would this not be difficult, ; Who is abandoned by his lover, ; Behold, ten have abandoned me, ; The thing is worthless to the dog... Read More

What is the Varbó border for me?

Song

1. What is the Varbó border for me, ; If it is not there, my heart aches, ; I look towards another village border, ; There is the one I truly love. ; ; 2. The rose is beautiful at one month old, ; The little girl is beautiful at twenty years old, ; After twenty years her mother l... Read More

Oh my party, oh my party

Song

; ; 1. Alas, my party, alas, my party, ; My wreath of pearls. ; ; 2. My wreath of pearls, ; My party strewn with pearls. ; ; ; ; 1. I have knitted, I have knitted, ; Three wreaths, love flowers, ; Treasure, treasure, there is none greater, whose heart is not in sorrow. ; ; 2. I... Read More