Diary of the Plague Year: Day 39 23 April 2020: Gypsy Songs

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Reading David Morley’s poems – the volume was given to me by my sister – some of which are based on the Romany language, made me remember this book I bought when I was living in Hungary.  The songs are very vivid and make me wish I was musical as we also have the music.

Spill water on the flower,
So that it won’t dry up,
So that it won’t dry up
The poor one’s heart won’t dry up.

“Danube, Danube,
[Give life to the song, Lolo!]
There is a little bridge over it,
Don’t go there Frima,
You may fall into it.”

“I don’t fall, I don’t fall
Into the deep water,
I’d rather fall,
Boja, in love with you.”

Spill water on the flower,
So that it won’t dry up,
So that it won’t dry up
The poor one’s heart won’t dry up.

And still I leave
This great world
I won’t stay in Slovakia,
I won’t stay with this wretched woman.

 

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