Szímő
György Schwajda: Mari
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The author's play, written in 1986, was performed by the theater group. Read More
György Schwajda: Mari
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The author's play, written in 1986, was performed by the theater group. Read More
The female choir of the Kürt CSEMADOK
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Vágparit Date Read More
Maypole setting
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Performance by the CSEMADOK dance group from Kürt at Szímő, at the Vágparti Rendevú Read More
Gypsy New Year's greetings
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Ink dripped onto the toe of my shoe, ; I came for Saint Stephen's name day. ; They're roasting the pig, I can smell it, ; Give me the hind leg. Read More
Gypsies' St. Stephen's Day greetings
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The merit of Saint Stephen, ; He leads us to heaven; Let us not forget him for the rest of our lives. Read More
Come, my rose, to the wall.
Song
1. Come, my rose, to the wall, ; Let's lie down next to each other! ; I feel something in your chest, ; Your inner self is in turmoil. ; ; ; ; Husband's pants are dirty, ; Husband's pants are dirty, ; For a thousand little follies ; May the horse strike. ; ; 11a. facsimile: ; ; ... Read More
What did you promise me when your father gave you everything?
Song
1. When you promised me everything, your father, ; When you squeezed me into the gate, ; You promised that I would perish, if I sowed in the fall. ; You have deceived me, you brown bastard. ; ; 2. You have abandoned me, you have abandoned me, *my brown bastard darling*, ; You hav... Read More
A rosemary sprig trembles in the ditch
Song
1. A rosemary branch trembles in the ditch, ; My mother cries, they are taking me to be a soldier. ; There is nothing greater than the fir tree, ; There is nothing greater than a mother's curse. ; ; 2. My mother cursed me, ; That I would have neither country nor homeland. ; Let a... Read More
Lagyik goes on the back of the Danube
Song
1. A gentle maiden rides on the back of the Danube, ; A young monarch sits on her back. ; The girdle suits her, ; A lover kisses her between her arms. ; ; 2. It costs a skein of wheat, ; Because the wind blows it every day. ; It costs a bellyful of my heart, ; How can you be so s... Read More