Martos

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, they get wet. ; The almond tree still bears almonds, ; Widow, married woman, widow raises the beautiful maiden. ; ; 2. Beyond the Tisza, beyond th... Read More

My mother bought this spunky little hat

Song

1. This spunky little hat was bought by my mother, ; My lover pinned the rosemary beside it. ; Don't pin it on, little angel, you won't see it for long anyway! ; The day after tomorrow, on the twentieth, they'll take me to the army. Read More

My horse is lost.

Song

1. My horse is lost, ; In the Ácsi forest. ; My wrinkled boots are torn ; In search of a horse. ; ; 2. Don't look for my dove, ; Because it's driven in! ; In the stable in Gyula' ; The bell rings on it. ; ; 3. I know this bell ; By the sound of the bell. ; I know my little bay ho... Read More

It's not cold, but the lake is frozen.

Song

1. It's not cold, but the lake is frozen; I could drink my little horse's pale. ; Come, my rose, cut the juice, round! ; Let my little horse drink enough. ; ; 2. My little horse is only used to ; He runs more hungry than full. ; Yet he stops at every pub door, ; Even his master g... Read More

The large barracks in Komárno are painted yellow.

Song

1. The big barracks of Komárno are painted yellow, ; The inside, the inside is full of recruits. ; A handkerchief is covering every eye, ; Some are weeping for their roses, some for their mothers. ; ; 2. Stop, little girl, brown girl, I have something to say to you, ; I want to a... Read More

The Martos Sudar Tower, oh my, it can be seen from afar

Song

1. The tower of Martos, alas, but it can be seen from afar, ; In the middle, in its four corners, four sprigs of rosemary bloom. ; One leans on my shoulder, the other on my baby's, ; I bow my sad head into the embracing arms of my rose. Read More

The Martosi to the top of the Martosi tower

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1. To the top of the Martosi, Martosi tower, ; A bird flew in pure black. ; Under its wing is that obituary, ; The Martosi lad is not a soldier, just a recruit. Read More

The little bird Árgyélus does not fly to every agro

Song

1. The little bird Árgyélus does not fly to every meadow. ; I do not always lie on a bed with a quilt either. ; Have pity on me, wait, turn to me, kiss me! ; ; 2. My laid bed is only a handful of soma, ; My dear supper is only a red oma, ; Have pity on me, wait, turn to me, kiss ... Read More

My little garden is cut open by canal water

Song

1. My little garden is bowed by canal water, ; My heart is bowed by a brown young man's sorrow. ; Then my heart will still have pain, ; If I become a bride for your mother, my rose. ; ; 2. The cemetery of Martosi is white with snow, ; Not one of the very first lovers is true. ; I... Read More

The red brick barracks of Tata

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1. The red brick barracks of Tata ; A rose blooms from its window. ; A rose blooms from its window, ; I will be locked up there for another year. ; ; 2. When I go out to the big training ground, ; In Busan I take my weapon in my hand. ; In Busan I take my weapon in my hand, ; My ... Read More