(details of an old Hungarian love-song):
A wild pigeon landed on the roof...
A wild pigeon ... flies up and up...
trallalalalala...
Wild pigeon it flies up and up...
trallalalalala...
(Woman):
I never want to leave here...
you are such a good person...
never ask where I came from.
(Man):
A foolish man is one
who searches for what was.