I'm running away from a feeling
If catches up, kills
Living yet though would be good
Virgins and cheerful widows
If he is needed I go to house
I know what is truth for which one
One of the vígasztal
The other one detains
I do not manage to restrain myself
My heart bursts apart
Free is left so only
They lied to me a hundred times
It was said: shipman and wanderer
it would be necessary to settle down finally already
Because the peaceful life is beautiful
The soul may come to port
But the dawn hits home on foot already
One one
The other one throws aside
I am a home nowhere
My old heart snatches
Free is left so only
How much an eye filled with tears
I remember all minutes
Whirling-deep bitter pleasure
You are painful, clear passion
How much an eye filled with tears
I remember all minutes
Whirling-deep bitter pleasure
Painful, clear passion
I am a home nowhere...
How much an eye filled with tears
I remember all minutes
Whirling-deep bitter pleasure
You are painful, clear passion
How much an eye filled with tears
I remember all minutes
Whirling-deep bitter pleasure
Painful, clear passion