My Woman, What a Woman
(Moja žena, to je žena)

Oh, the woman that I have,
Cooked me cabbage to make me fat.
But it cannot surely be,
That I’ll be as fat as she.


Twelve Rosemary Plants in the Field at Kyjov
(Na kyjovském poli dvanáct rozmarýnů)

In the fields of Kyjov,
There grows rosemary green,
But the fragrance of my true love,
To me much more does mean.


A Stone of Gold in Front of the Gate
(A před vraty kameň zlaty)

A fair maid’s wreath floats on the water,
It’s at the edge, but sinks to the bottom.
I’ll fetch it, lassie, if you want,
But of your wreath you’re worthy not.


Take Things Easy, My Boy, While You’re Still Single
(Povol si synečku dokud si slobodný)

As long as you’re single, boy,
Take life easy, don’t be coy.
As long as you’re single, maid,
Use your charm; it then will fade.


There’s a Lime Tree at Our Lake
(U našeho jezera stojí lípa zelená)

An old man my true love she’ll marry;
With young boys she no more can tarry.


A Green Jacket with Red Lining
(Kabát zelený, červeném vyložený)

A green jacket with red lining,
I am forced to wear, my darling.
Tell me how can I be blithe,
When it’s for the rest o’ my life?


O Mother, Buy Me New Clothes
(Kupte ně, mamičko, šaty nové)

How I wish to go to army,
And leave my love behind,
My parents say it won’t be easy,
But I’ll come back, so I don’t mind.


I’m Not Happy
(Sama sem neráda)

Like a straw on the water; the moon amidst the stars,
So lonely is a mother, whose son has gone to wars.


They’re Doing the Washing at the Danube
(U Dunaja šaty perú)

On Danube’s bonny river banks
A young lass does the laundry;
Spies her own dear soldier lad,
But can’t buy him out o’ the army,


Ribbons and a Cap
(Pentle a čepec)

Will you be so lovely, dear,
Once you are a married lass?
With my bonnet ‘bove my ear,
Even lovelier, my lad.


Oh, My Boy
(Aj, synečku, synečku)

My parents slight my bonny boy;
Deprived him of his own heart’s joy.


Annie Sweet Annie
(Anka, Anka, Andulenka)

Let me in, let me in,
into the room of Annie,
For I used to visit her
And greet her times so many.


A White Poplar was Burning
(Horala linda, linduška)

Oh, there is a poplar on fire,
Beneath sits my heart’s desire.
Slowly the sparks on her do fall;
‘t makes the lads weep almost all.


O Lord, O Father
(Bože můj, Otče můj)

Sad have I walked through Hungary,
I never have seen a painted lady.
Never have seen, but soon shall see,
For what isn’t yet may very soon be.


Carnival, Carnival
(Fašanku, fašanku)

The Carnival is ending;
it won’t come back again,
The old maids they are weeping,
for not getting their man.


Get Up Boys, Get up
(Zhůru, chaso, zhůru)

Several scarves my lass she did buy,
To charm me with them she surely will try.
Do as you will, but you won’t be mine,
After the feast I’ll leave you to pine.


Under the Sabre, the Sabre
(Pod šable, pod šable)

We go and take whatever we find,
Even wild pears we would take in,
Perhaps, sir, you’ll be so very kind,
To give us some of your bacon.


A Feast, a Feast, a Feast
(Hody, hody, hody)

During the feast much damage was caused,
Because young Janošek’s life it was lost.
Into your house, love, let nobody in,
Do take heed while I am not within.


Carnival is Drawing to a Close
(Už sa fašank krátí)

The Carnival draws to a close,
It’s finished for this year,
The maidens they do weep the most;
It’s stayin’ unwed they fear.