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- Little angel, you blew my mind - Bodrogköz, Felföld - oláhos, cárdás and catch - A Mixtura Cultivalis c. from the disc - The photos of the dancers were taken by the Szőttes Dance Group The color photos were taken by Tibor Somogyi, the black and white ones by Gábor Zsemlye. http://szottes.sk/ ----- Don't cut the red apple, it will rot, don't make my heart sad, it will split! You make my heart sad for so long, and then you only find me dead once. The water flows from a small ditch into a big ditch, don't go there my little angel, it will take you away! He took my axe, with which I cut down the whole world. Cellar, cellar, thirteen rows of cellars, in which thirteen wives are having fun. Wine in front of me, my baby on my left arm, a gypsy band playing music at my back. Wine in front of me, my baby on my left arm, uncle Nyiki-Nyaka playing music behind me. ----- If they cut off my orphaned head, who will wash my bloody shirt? Baby, wash my winning shirt white, I'm going to go to the silence officer! My little angel, you blew my mind, you blew my summer earnings. Who did you drink, who did you eat, you cheater, may the picky scumbag beat you! ----- My ears say, I wish it were morning! Turn to me baby, sit on my lap! If you love me baby, sit on my lap! If I didn't want you, I wouldn't even look for you, I wouldn't tread this muddy street for you, I wouldn't tread this muddy street for you. I would let you in if I wanted to, if my heart didn't ache for you, if my heart didn't ache for you. -----