[Intro] (Slow acoustic guitar picking, a distant, melancholic accordion and Csárdás violin melody) [Verse 1] Dusty roads where the mulberries grow Stag beetles flying where the well waters flow We crossed the border to a world left behind To a colorful house that was frozen in time Aunt Náncsi smiled, with a plate in her hand Feeding the guests in this sun-drenched land Plastic flowers on a handmade lace A breath of the past in this old-world place [Verse 2] We walked to the chapel, so tiny and bright Where the nineteenth century breathes in the light Bright holy figures in a colorful row Through the dusty old windows the sun starts to glow A Latin Mass spoken, a prayer so sincere With the sweet smell of flowers and GOD's grace drawing near The old people knelt with a trust from the start To take the holy host and receive Him in their heart [Chorus] Oh, take me back to the fields of green To the most beautiful summer that I’ve ever seen Where the soda water, the Szikvíz, bubbles bright in the glass And the thought of it all just brings back the past Gyuri, my father, I still hear us calling your name In the heart of the village that stayed just the same [Verse 3] The old ladies walking with umbrellas in June In traditional long skirts in the hot, quiet afternoon The taste of the Mákos Kalács poppy seed cake Making me sleepy on a wooden bench seat While the rooster was crowing down the cobblestone street [Chorus] Oh, take me back to the fields of green To the most beautiful summer that I’ve ever seen Where the soda water, the Szikvíz, bubbles bright in the glass And the thought of it all just brings back the past Gyuri, my father, I still hear your name In the heart of the village that stayed just the same [Bridge] (Tempo builds up, violin becomes passionate and fast - the Csárdás rhythm begins) Maris is smiling with her tooth made of gold Showing off running water, a wonder to behold The dark-eyed people gathered, wanting to touch my hair They believed a blonde child brings good luck everywhere And I stood right there, a sheltered child with a smile on my face As the sun went down on this beautiful place Through the gathering shadows of the Hungarian night Echoes of Harapós kutya, just out of our sight We watched the moon from the windows as the valley grew deep And inside the small houses, even the colors went to sleep [Violin and Accordion Solo - Fast, fiery, traditional Csárdás dance rhythm] [Chorus] (nostalgic longing, sweet beautiful, reflective, slowing down) Oh, take me back to the fields of green To the most beautiful summer that I’ve ever seen Where the soda water, the Szikvíz, bubbles bright in the glass And the thought of it all just brings back the past Gyuri, my father, I still hear your name In the heart of the village that stayed just the same [Outro] (Music slows down again, very intimate and quiet) They carved a different name upon your stone But I know the country that you called your own The ghosts of the valley, they all passed away But the colors of Mucsi are staying today (Accordion and violin fade out slowly) Gyuri... Gyuri... How i love you Gyuri, Gyuri How I miss you! [End]
