Vámosbalog, Nagybalog

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My father was wealthy.

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1. My father was wealthy, ; A great inheritance was left to me, ; The rope of six oxen, ; The place for nine haystacks. ; ; 2. I wasted it all, ; I didn't leave it to my sons, ; I left them nothing else, ; A scythe, a hoe, a light. Read More Arrow
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My boots are new, they were just bought.

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1. My boots are new, they just bought them, they just bought them, ; They made them in walnut oil, they made them, ; They also made the heels for twenty forints, ; Put them on, gypsy, let them wear them, let them wear them. ; ; They will also have heels and soles, ; My lover will... Read More Arrow
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Hey, I said a lot, oh oh oh

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1. Hey, but I've said a lot of things, oh, oh, ; The dawn has fallen into mourning over me, ; The sky has already become cloudy over me, ; My old lover has also left me. ; ; 2. A small apple fell into the mud, ; Whoever picks it up, it won't be left in vain, ; I'll pick it up, wa... Read More Arrow
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Have you heard of the red dream nail?

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Have you heard the news of the red dream nail, ; And that famous prison in Munkács, ; I have heard, I have heard, I have been in it, ; May God strike the one who built it. Read More Arrow
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The footpath is narrow among green wheat

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1. The path is narrow among the green wheat, ; My lover is very tired of me, ; Even if he is tired, I can't help it, ; I am a girl, I don't follow him. ; ; 2. The path is narrow among the green wheat, ; All the young men are already tired of me, ; I don't get a kiss from any of t... Read More Arrow
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My ox is Rezeda the Flower

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1. My ox is the Rose, the Flower, ; He ate the rose in the garden, ; Hey, rose, rose, rose, ; I pity my lover, truly. ; ; 2. My rose went out into the little garden, ; She lay down at the foot of the rose tree, ; I cried out to her twelve times, ; Get up, my rose, for someone wil... Read More Arrow
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The whole world calls me a wanderer

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1. The whole world calls me a wanderer, ; Because the lily of the valley has not withered at my kalpo; Hello, dog world, take your mouth off me, ; I'm going to be a soldier, someone else will hold my baby. ; ; 2. They are looking for, they are looking for my baptismal certificate... Read More Arrow
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The poetry book of Dénes Pál Id.

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The poems written around 1948 are often recited and sung at local commemorations - Málenkij robot. The small booklet containing 7 poems, the original manuscript, is now with the author's grandson, Csaba Pál. The treasure, carefully guarded, is a real value for the family! The fam... Read More Arrow
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Spring waiting puppet burning

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The tradition preserves the burial of carnival, winter, the old year, and fasting. This is an ancient joyous celebration of the coming spring. In our folk tradition, the struggle of spring with winter is symbolized by the burning of a straw doll dressed as a witch and throwing it... Read More Arrow
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Dénes Pál's publication "The Past and Traditions of Balogvölgy"

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Dénes Pál's book Nagybalog's History and Traditions is an expanded edition of the book published in 2004, which was published in 2012 on the occasion of the 10th anniversary of the publisher, the Balogvölgy Local Organization of the Rákóczi Association. ; It is a gap-filling work... Read More Arrow