A keresés eredménye

Ballad of the youngest son

On the plain, in the distance, a farm seems
In it's little garden a widow sitting, her face is wet from tears
Her husband, and two of her sons can be seen only in the heaven
She is begging to the youngest, but he wishes the fight
 
I know son, you want to go, but do not go, please
I lost so many things, please at least you, stay with me
Your father, two of your brothers are resting in the deep,
You are the dearest for me, my most beautiful child
 
I have to go, my dear mother, this is my only hope,
I have to save my poor, orphan homeland
We will beat the romanians, through shrubberies, forests and fields
We will take back that has been ours for thousand year
 
I know son, you want to go, but do not go, please
If you go now, you will not come back to me,
You have a nice lover, she has been waiting for you for a long time,
You will see her, dressed in black, on a new funeral
 
I have to go, my dear mother, this is my only hope,
I have to save my poor, orphan homeland
We will beat the romanians, through shrubberies, forests and fields
We will take back that has been ours for thousand year
 
You see son, you did not, you did not listen to me,
I have lost everything, only sadness remains,
You died for your beautiful fatherland, you are in the skies now
I am in the graveyard, last time as a mother