Under the blue sky | Under the blue sky the clouds disappeared

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from Volkslieder (Folksongs)

Translation © by Joseph Ezust

Arról alúl

Language: Hungarian (Magyar)

Our translations: ENG

Arról alúl kéken béborult az ég, 
Az én babám most irja bús levelét!
Irjad babám, ird meg bús soraidat,
Hadd tudjam meg, mihez tartsam magamat?
Hadd tudjam meg, hogy megvársz-e engemet,
Örömmel töltsem el a három évet.
Kitöltöttem három évet, ha napot,
Kapitány úr, szalutálni nem fogok!
Szalutáljon az a bundás regruta,
Kinek hátra harminchat kis hónapja.

Text Authorship:

from Volkslieder (Folksongs) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):

by Zoltán Kodály (1882 - 1967), "Arról alúl", from Magyar Népzene VI = Hungarian Folk Music VI, no. 2. [ sung text checked 1 time]

Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):

ENG English (Joseph Ezust) , "Under the blue sky", copyright ©, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 10
Word count: 57

Under the blue sky

Language: English after the Hungarian (Magyar)

 Under the blue sky the clouds disappeared.
 My darling is writing her sad letter!
 Darling, do write your sad, sensitive feelings,
 Let me know what my chances are...
 Please, let me know if you will wait for me.
 I would want to be happy for the next three years.
 After I completed the three years,
 Captain, sir! I will not salute you.
 Let the rookie do the saluting
 Who has months ahead of servitude.

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a text in Hungarian (Magyar) from Volkslieder (Folksongs)
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 10
Word count: 75