Fly bird, fly,
fly to Menaság (Hungarian region)
Sit on the shoulder
of my sweetheart.
Take my letter, bird,
and carry it
to my father and my mother
and to my promised spouse.
If they ask you how I am
tell them
I am a prisoner
in the prison of love
I’m knee deep in iron.
Tell her,
It was me who sent you
Then say that
I am a prisoner,
In a foreign prison
I’m knee-deep in iron.
Fly bird, fly,
fly to Menaság
Sit on the shoulder
of my sweetheart.
I’m a prisoner
my rose
While I am ill
When you come to me
I’ll be healed.“
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