DCCCXLVIII. LIGETI, György (1923-2006)
Mátraszentmrei Dalok (1955)
1. Három hordó (1:10)
2. Igaz zerelem (1:14)
3. Gomb, gomb (1:23)
4. Erdöbe, erdöbe (0:55)
London Sinfonietta Voices
Terry Edwards, cond.
1. Three barrels
I have three barrels of wine
All of them are open now
With wine as sweet as honey
If you love me, look at me
There are three heads of lettuce here
Three girls are harvesting them
I don't need any of the lettuces
I only need the harvesters
Let's drink here, let's drink here
This is a good place
How it flows, how it spills
We can have fun here
Drink, drink
Once you have arrived
Afterwards you can rest
On your pillow
I have three barrels of wine ...
Three bushes of redcurrants
Three girls picking them
I don't want the redcurrants
I only want the ones who are picking them
My little angel's brass trellised gate
Oh, how often it was open for me
God bless you, brass latch-gate
And you my love, read this summons
Read my marching orders
And then forget my name
I can never forget your name
Can you see, my dove? This is true love!
Pompon, pompon, a line of buttons
I am buttoning up my silk waistcoat
With its thirty-three buttons
Heigh, my lover's name is sewn on it
Heigh, listen to what I said
The girl is pretty when she turns red
If she is not red but pale
I embrace her tightly
I embrace her and kiss her happily!
Out in the woods, in the rosemary forest
While I was with my love, my best ox ran away
On your feet, help me find my ox, you lads
He came home to his stall long ago
I hear his bell tinkling!
I know that bell, it was in my hand
I bought it at the last market for my prized beast
It was a hundred forints, and it belongs to my lover
Her name is engraved on it in golden letters!
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