EIGHT TAMBURITZA PLAYERS FROM PÉTERVÁRAD
[Osam tamburashša s Petrovaradina]

Bring me some red vine,
I want to remember a story,
At this fine place,
Where I saw her eyes for the first time.

Stop the Danube
As well as the old clockhands,
This is my song
And the song of my sweetheart.

I should be followed everywhere
By songs of red vine,
By eight tambura-players
From Pétervárad.

I should be always followed
By songs of red vine,
By eight tambura-players
From Pétervárad.

You will set off with me in white clothes,
I will conduct you to the wedding.
We shall be thrown flowers of happiness,
Nobody will us part.

Stop the Danube
As well as the old clockhands,
This is my song
And the song of my sweetheart.

I should be followed everywhere
By songs of red vine,
By eight tambura-players
From Pétervárad.

I should be always followed
By songs of red vine,
By eight tambura-players
From Pétervárad.

Tambura-players, play me
Beautiful songs from the old times.
I will be kissing her hair
And slowly drink my vine.

Stop the Danube
As well as the old clockhands,
This is my song
And the song of my sweetheart.

I should be followed everywhere
By songs of red vine,
By eight tambura-players
From Pétervárad.

I should be always followed
By songs of red vine,
By eight tambura-players
Of Janika Balázs.