Budapescht
                                                                                         Music , Lyrics - Jewish Folk 
                                                                                                                        Singer Karster Troyka

 Budapescht is a love song, classic unrequited, cross-cultural, song from the perspective of a Jewish     boy that fell in love with a Polish girl.  
My father understands Yiddish and he helped me to translate what the song is about. A Jewish boy who lives in Budapescht (Hungary) and he sings:
I'm a young and happy lad.
 I walked all the streets
and screamed: "Gevolt!  I need to find a girl".
Then he sings:
Play Gypsy, on your fiddle
I lost my heart in Budapescht at night when the moon was so bright
I asked the girl to be with me, but she just laughed at  me

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Yiddish
Ich bin a Bucher jîng în frailech, ich fil sech gît,
es bengt sech mir  nuch Libe,
es bengt sech mir nuch Glik.
Ich vill gain in alle Gassn în
vill schrain: Gewalt!
A Maidale git mir bald!

 Wail ich bin a Bucher jîng în frisch,
´ch gai sech ous mamesz far a  Kîsch,
tref iech mir a Lodze Ponienka,
sie red poilisch în ich mîss  stenkn:
Ja sze kocham a ty ´spysz!

 Schpiel, Zigainer of dain Fidl,
schpiel mir up a Liebesliedl,
wail ich  hob gelosst main Harts in Budapescht
in die Nacht ven die Levune hot  geschaint.

 Ich hob gevolt mit ihr bouen a Nest
în sie hot fîn mir sech  ousgelacht
Ich hob gemaint, sie liebt mech ainem!
Sie libt nor mech în mehr nischt kainem!
Ich hob gemaint, ich kon fartrouen -
falsch is sie vie  alle Frouen.
Bai die Rogatke `ch hob sie gelosst schtain!

English
I'm a lad, young and happy,
I feel well I've spirit for love, I
aspire to be lucky I'll go along all streets and
Shout: People, listen!
Give me a girl then.


Becouse I'm a young lad
I aspire to a kiss
 I meet a girl from  Lodz
She spoke polish and I had to listen:
'Ja sze kocham a ty ´spysz!' (I
love you, but you...) (I love you, but you sleep)
Heizler (1 day ago) Show 
 
Play Gipsy, on your violin
Play a lovesong  with me:
I've lost my heart in Budapest
In the night in moonlight

I  wanted to build a nest with her,
But she laughted about it
I thought, she should love me
Just me, and any other
I thought, I can't trust her,
She is false as all the womans!

 In the corner, I'd let her go.