Martos

You thought it would always be like this

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1. You always thought you'd be like this, ; That I'd never have a lover, ; No way, there won't be one, but there is one, ; More beautiful than you, better than you. Read More

What was Angel Bandi thinking?

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1. Angel Bandi, what did he think to himself, to himself, ; I took a scarf, twisted it into a lush one. ; ; 2. He tied his wife's necklace, necklace, ; He pulled it up to the mast beam. ; ; 3. - My mother, may God grant, good evening, good evening, ; I brought home the body of yo... Read More

Who wants to be a bagpiper?

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1. Whoever wants to be a bagpiper, ; Hey, he'll go to hell for it, ; Hey, he'll go to hell for it. ; ; 2. I'll go there too, ; Hey, I'll go there too, ; Hey, I'll go there too, ; Read More

Who wants to be a bagpiper?

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1. Whoever wants to be a bagpiper, ; Hey, it costs him hell, ; Hey, it costs him hell. ; ; 2. I want to be one too, ; Hey, it costs me hell, ; Hey, it costs me hell. Read More

The winds of Lent are already blowing

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1. The Lenten winds are already blowing, ; My shirt, my trousers, flutter, float, ; My little hat was also taken away, ; He threw it into the Tisza. ; ; 2. I planted the rose tree, ; Someone else plucks its flowers, ; I loved blondes, brunettes, ; Someone else lives his life with... Read More

The orphan bird is hiding

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1. The orphan bird is hiding, ; It flies from one branch to another. ; Well, it is an orphan like me, ; As if the poor thing would hide. ; ; 2. You see how bad the weather is, ; You see how it is raining. ; But that is why I am visiting you, ; Because I truly love you. Read More

The post office is in my yard.

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1. The postman walks through my yard, ; Alas, but his mail speaks beautifully. ; He brings joy to others, ; To me, sadness. Read More

I fenced a small garden.

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1. I had a small garden fenced in, ; I planted a rose tree in it, ; The daughter of a neighbor, ; She got on my rose tree. ; ; 2. When I found out, ; I told the judge, ; But the judge also said, ; The rose belongs to Leán. ; ; 3. The rose belongs to Leán, ; The young men on the b... Read More

The village is fenced in.

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1. The village is fenced in, ; Yet they take me out of it, ; Oh, I leave my beautiful little one inside, ; My heart aches for her to death. ; ; 2. My homeland, my homeland, my sweet homeland, ; I wish I could see your border, ; I see your smoke, but only barely, ; It waves in the... Read More

Black earth opens in two directions

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1. Open your black head in two directions, ; Bury my rose in it, ; You will be better for me under your head, ; All under the emperor's hand. ; ; He sang to the same tune: ; ; 1. On a green table the candle stands, ; A little brown girl lights it, ; Sometimes she extinguishes it,... Read More