I am a wanderer, wanderer
Who treks through riverwater
The river's water drifts me far far away
From my sweet little home!
The river's water drifts me far far away
From my sweet little home!
Heron, Hungarian heron
I am only saying goodbye to you
The bitter bread of the exiled
Is weighing my bag down!
The bitter bread of the exiled
Is weighing my bag down!
Forest, dense forest
Hide me from everything
Don't let them see me, don't even look for me
Until a better future doesn't come!
Country of Mary, find justice
So the Hungarian shall not hide away in his own country!
The Hungarian shall not hide away in his own country!
The Hungarian shall not hide away in his own country!
The Hungarian shall not hide away in his own country!
The Hungarian shall not hide away in his own country!
The Hungarian shall not hide away in his own country!