A keresés eredménye

Little Siskin, Little Siskin

1. Little siskin, little siskin,
Little bird,
Tell me little siskin
How the poppy is sown?
 
This is how poppies are sown,
and how, how poppies are sown,
and how, how poppies are sown
how poppies are sown.
 
2.
Little siskin, little siskin,
Little bird,
Tell me little siskin
How the poppy is grown?
 
This is how poppies are grown,
and how, how poppies are grown,
and how, how poppies are grown
how poppies are grown.
 
3. Little siskin, little siskin,
Little bird,
Tell me little siskin
How the poppy flowers?
 
This is how poppies flower,
and how, how poppies flower,
and how, how poppies flower
how poppies flower.
 
4. Little siskin, little siskin,
Little bird,
Tell me little siskin
How the poppy is weeded?
 
This is how poppies are weeded,
and how, how poppies are weeded,
and how, how poppies are weeded
how poppies are weeded.
 
5. Little siskin, little siskin,
Little bird,
Tell me little siskin
How the poppy is ground up?
 
This is how poppies are ground up,
and how, how poppies are ground up,
and how, how poppies are ground up
how poppies are ground up.
 
6. Little siskin, little siskin,
Little bird,
Tell me little siskin
How the poppy is eaten?
 
This is how poppies are eaten,
and how, how poppies are eaten,
and how, how poppies are eaten
how poppies are eaten.
 

I am a Musician

I'm a musician
and I come to you from Czech-land.
We are musicians,
we come to you.
I can play.
We know how to play, too.
 
And the little violin.
How do you play it?
Fidli, fidli, old garden fork*,
fidli, fidli, violin.
Fidli, fidli, old garden fork,
fidli, fidli, little violin.
 
I'm a musician
and I come to you from Czech-land.
We are musicians,
we come to you.
I can play.
We know how to play, too.
 
And the bass.
How do you play it?
The bass was standing in the mayor's kitchen**
Behind the tiled stove,
When his wife made a fire,
The bass played itself.
The bass was standing in the mayor's kitchen
Behind the tiled stove,
When his wife made a fire,
The bass played itself.
 
I'm a musician
and I come to you from Czech-land.
We are musicians,
we come to you.
I can play.
We know how to play, too.
 
And the trumpet.
How do you play it?
I like liver, you like liver
He likes liver, trumpet.
I like liver, you like liver
He likes liver, trumpet.
 
I'm a musician
and I come to you from Czech-land.
We are musicians,
we come to you.
I can play.
We know how to play, too.
 
And on the little drum.
How do you play on it?
Dumblebee, dum
Dumtarata little drums.
Dumblebee, dum
Dumtarata little drums.
 

The Wine Hasn't Gone Sour Yet

/: The wine hasn't gone sour yet, let's drink it, lads : /
/: Let's drink it, lads, let's drink it, lads, let's drink it, lads
Till the morning, till the morning, till the white morning : /
 
/: The girl hasn't groen up, yet, let's take her, lads : /
/: Let's take her, lads, let's take her, lads, let's take her, lads
we will be dancing with her till the white morning : /
 

Wine Is Better Than Water

/: Wine is better than water : /
/: A virgin is better than a widow : /
 
/: A virgin loves and doesn't tell anything : /
/: And a widow is thinking about her deceased husband : /
 
/: A rye is better than an oat : /
/: A young man is better than a widower : /
 
/: A young man loves at least a little bit : /
/: And a widower is thinking about his deceased wife : /
 

Beskids, Beskids

Beskids*, Beskids, who is going through you?
The black-eyed shepherd, he is turning his sheep
 
Ay, shepherd, our shepherd, you've got a black shirt
Who will wash it, when you don't have a mother
 
I don't have mother, but I have a girlfriend
She will wash my black shirt
 
She will wash it, she will roll it
When I'll go where music plays, everyone will be praising me
 
Everyone cares about my poverty
And I don't care, praise the Lord
 
Everyone gets married, everyone is afraid of the military service
And I don't get married, I'm not afraid of the military service
 

And I Am The Boy From Polanka

/: And I am the boy from Polanka : /
/: And I'm looking for a girlfriend : /
 
/: And I am the girl from Lidečko : /
/: And I'm looking for a boyfriend : /
 
/: Marry me, Jura : /
/: You will have a good housekeeper : /
 
/: You will plow and I will sow : /
/: We will have a good time together : /
 
/: Behind our barn : /
/: There would be a good place for a sheep shelter : /
 
/: And I would graze them there : /
/: And I would make love with beautiful girls there : /
 
/: Behind her barn : /
/: There would be a good place for a distillery : /
 
/: And I would distill there : /
/: And I would drink a good hard liquor there : /
 
/: And I am a careless boy : /
/: Nobody has ever beat me : /
 
/: But they are preparing for me : /
/: They will beat my back up : /
 

Ej, My Wife Died

Ej, my wife died
I'm a widower now
Ej, my wife died
I'm a widower now
 
I let them buried her (2x)
Under the juniper
I let them buried her (2x)
Under the juniper
 
Ej, three lads dug the pit (2x)
They couldn't dig it (2)
Until midnight
They couldn't dig it (2)
Until midnight
 
Ej, they dug the pit to the half of the waistline (2x)
And there she rest (2x)
My beauty
And there she rest (2x)
My beauty
 
Ej, they dug the pit to the shoulders (2x)
And there she rest (2x)
My wife
And there she rest (2x)
My wife
 
Ej, they dug the pit to the neck (2x)
Bury her here (2x)
That beast
Bury her here (2x)
That beast
 
Ej, they dug the pit to the head (2x)
Bury her here (2x)
That old cow
Bury her here (2x)
That old cow
 

White Wine

White wine
You are from my beloved one
I will drink you
As long as I live
White wine
 
Red wine
You are from the second one
I will drink you
As long as I live
Red wine
 
Both wines
My girlfriends
I will drink you
As long as I live
Both wines
 

I Haven't Got Married Yet

I haven't got married yet, but my woman beats me already
And I made myself three oak mauls
|: I will beat my woman with the first one
And with the second one my children, children, my children
And with the third maul I'll go and find some love affairs : |
 
Where you will go, I'll go there too, we'll go to the mill
We will ask the miller what is this piece of news
|: The wheels are turning
The rye is milling, milling, milling, milling
My dear one is getting married, we'll go to the wedding : |