Martos

Eight gypsies play violins in front of the Martosi tavern

Song

1. In front of the Martos inn, a gypsy fiddles, ; Árpád Fëszti goes there, alas, but he is very happy. ; To his joy, he sent girls to dance with lutes, ; He made them sing with minstrels, he filled his heart with it. ; ; 2. The great lord Árpád Fëszti will remain in memory, ; We ... Read More

The crane flies high but cries loudly.

Song

1. The crane flies high, but it calls big ones, ; From under its wings, from under its wings curly feathers fall. ; Pick them up, pick them up, dear little angel, put them on my spinning hat, ; When I go into the tavern, they know me for that. ; ; 2. When I go in, when I go into ... Read More

The stork flies high with the crane's pair

Song

1. The crane flies high, the stork with its pair, ; He who loves five or six, has only good things to do. ; See, I only love one, yet I suffer a lot, ; This damn deceitful world, it kills my heart. Read More

The canal flows in front of our house.

Song

1. In front of our house, in front of our house, the canal flows, ; Even the stork bathes in it, bathes in it. ; The stork always bathes, yet its feathers are muddy, ; My dear little angel is the most beautiful girl in the village. ; ; 2. Either I will write, or I will send a mes... Read More

This little girl is beautiful when she has a wreath on her head.

Song

1. This little girl is beautiful when she has a wreath on her head, ; She walks all the way down Main Street, her sash is round her waist, ; Prayer book in her hand, her old lover is on her mind, ; A pair of stars shine in the sky in her black eyes. Read More

The edge of Nitra is deep, I'm falling, I'm falling, I'm falling

Song

1. The edge of the Nitra is deep, tiririri I'm falling, my lord, ; But the middle is even deeper, tiririri I'm falling, my lord. ; I would like to go over it, hey, my lord, my lord, ; It is a peony, tiririri I'm falling, my lord. ; ; 2. Peony, don't shoot, tiririri I'm falling, m... Read More

Under the gardens of Martos, I'm going to tear up my chest

Song

1. Under the gardens of Martos, tiririri rárom, tirárom, ; Three young men are reaping oats, tiririri rárom, tirárom. ; He is reaping oats for his horse, hey, tirárom, tirárom, ; He is looking for a lover for himself, tiririri rárom, tirárom. ; ; 2. Come on, don't go that way, ti... Read More

This little girl writes a rose-colored letter and falls on the table

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1. This little girl writes a rose-colored letter, falls on the table, ; Her good mother asks her what's wrong with her, ; What are you asking, my mother, you know what's wrong with me, ; My lover is a three-year-old hussar, I cry night and day. ; ; 2. Oh, but they announce it nic... Read More

Beyond the Tisza, beyond the Danube, the almond tree blooms on the Tisza.

Song

1. Beyond the Tisza, beyond the Danube, beyond the Tisza the almond tree blooms, ; Its almonds, almonds, almonds fall into the water, get wet. ; The almond tree still bears almonds, ; Widow, married woman, widow raises the handsome young man. ; ; 2. Beyond the Tisza, beyond the D... Read More

There is a mill in Kismartos, they grind sorrows on that czuhajja

Song

1. There is a mill in Kismartos, they grind sorrow on it, czuhajja, ; I also have a sorrow, I will go and shoot, czuhajja. ; In the fall the tea rose fell, my lover left me, ; If another one leaves me, I will not grieve for long. ; ; 2. There is a woman in my neighborhood, she ha... Read More