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HUNGARIAN FOLK-SONGS. 303 |
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" My daughter, I will curse your name,
If you the shepherd wed." " Mother, I '11 bear your fiercest blame,
My heart will rest his head."
THE THREE SCARFS.
I 've bought three scarfs of white ;
I '11 be white as any swan, And none will dare embrace me,
When the three white scarfs I don.
I 've bought three scarfs of red ;
I '11 be red as any rose ; My love will rain his kisses
When such a floweret blows.
I 've bought three scarfs of gold ;
I '11 be yellow as its hue ; I '11 glitter like a weathercock,
While all the world shines new.
I 've bought three scarfs of brown ;
I '11 be brown as any owl; None will dare to ask a kiss
From such a timorous fowl.
THE LOVELIEST FLOWER OF ALLu
In the harvest field there are three flowers.
These words said the bright flower of corn : I am the brightest that charms the hours, I 'm gathered for the church, and they say I 'm the flesh of Christ new born. |
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