Udvari bolond kenyere [English translation]

A king above

A fool on the ground,

Many people around

and a million worries

The fool is coming

and he interferes,

As a nice reward,

He gets his bread

His former name

is already forgotten

His former reason

has been long lost

That’s why he’s bouncing,

with a small bell around his neck

everyone laughs

and a worry turns into a good mood

The king is great

and all the people are afraid

Only the fool lives

the way he speaks

He sleeps in the night,

but knows well during the day:

There are so many fools

but too few thrones

A stone statue above

A flower on the ground

Good little monkeys,

to fool them.

As time moves on,

the stone statue will fall

But out of the flower many new flowers will grow