Nemeskosút, Kosút

Grave of Márton Fekete of Galánthai

Cemeteries, tombstones, graves

The tomb of Márton Galánthai Fekete, treasurer of the National Foundations and judge of Bratislava County, and erected by the children of his wife Rosália. Read More

Black family tomb

Cemeteries, tombstones, grave sites

The smaller neo-Gothic, rectangular-based polygonal building was built by Baroness Fekete in 1903. The facade is divided by broken-cornice windows, and a rustic cladding strip runs around it. The walls of the building are supported by pillars. The main facade ends in a triangular... Read More

The copper bell of Kiskósút rang.

Song

1. The copper bell of Kiskósút has rung, ; Three white wild pigeons are pulling it. ; Those sad poems are pulling it, ; They are taking the children of the tenth grade away. ; ; 2. Come, girls, let's dress in white, ; Let's go to the funeral home. ; Let's kick in the door of the ... Read More

I met your father.

Song

1. I knew your father, ; He was a good farmer. ; On the shores of Lake Balaton, ; There were two piles of rags. ; ; Rubato ; ; 2. We're going there, for a living, ; Where the harvest is better, ; Where they plow with lice, ; They harrow with a harrow. ; They print with their bell... Read More

The judge's horse died.

Song

1. The judge's horse is dead, ; The judge himself will flay it. ; Alé dudálé, ; R. My rose, do you love me? No! Yet she goes to you. ; ; 2. Her skin will be good for fur, ; For that famous son. ; R. My rose, do you love me? No! Yet she goes to you. ; ; 3. Her tail will be good fo... Read More

A crane flies high in the sky

Song

1. A crane flies high in the sky, ; It is looking for a mate in this region. ; It is looking for a mate, but it does not find one. ; My little angel, but you have left it unfaithfully. ; ; 2. There is a ship moored beyond the Tisza, ; My dove is killed there. ; Come, boys, look a... Read More

Oh, but they make beautiful music.

Song

1. Oh, but they play music beautifully, ; In a green forest for an outlaw. ; In a green forest for a linden leaf, ; Oh, but the outlaw is handsome. ; ; 2. Oh, but they ring bells beautifully, ; Maybe for my dove. ; Now they are taking me to the cemetery, ; I can't even say goodby... Read More