Arany János - Győrei Zsolt (szerk.): The trill of the nightingale (Budapest, 2019)

III - „His voice, once fine and heady, still a grumble deep” - Song (Mark Baczoni)

Song

The fiddle's wood is all too dry A sad and mournful tune its cry As it be-moans, laments, and wails Its tears could end up leaving trails.

The fiddle's melancholy song Entertains the great Magyar throng Who sing, and dance, and merry make As all the while their hearts do break.

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