"I show you something" - told me grandpa Sinka - and he brought in a tape recorder and that's how I first listened to this record, on which great-grandma Sinka sings at age 83. I've digitalized it, and now I share - it's a piece of our people's past, public treasure, and a beautiful memory of our family.

On photo great-grandma Sinka and great-grandpa Sinka - "Isten nyugossza őket" - "may God give them rest in peace".

Folk songs of Lugos - my great-grandma Sinka sings at age of 83.

Since I know my phone can record in better quality, I know I owe you a not a crappy pc headset version. It took me a month or maybe two or three. Anyway, not better performance but better sound quality

Original is from band Animal if I forgot to mention.

House of the Rising Sun (better sound quality)

When your heart is broken, it's good to sing, even when you feel that you and your voice is weak. Following is hungarian folk song. 


/In English/
"The forest is beautiful when it's green
When the forestpigeon hatch in it,
The Wildpigeon is like the girl,
She cries while walking after her mate.

Come here, here (on this way) there is no mud,
On my door there isn't any lock,
On my door there is a wooden handle,
Oh my God, I don't even have a lover. 

I walk this circle forest,
I wait for this brown girl,
This brown girl is violet,
I am her comforter.

I see you in all my dreams,
After my dream in all my things,
If I sigh, the complain is for her,
If I'm happy it's because of you.

Oh my how much I wandered, tired myself,
When I wanted to be married,
I haven't found one to my liking,
I have that only one lover who I've had.

I walk this circle forest,
I wait for this brown girl,
This brown girl is violet,
I am her comforter."

Forest is beautiful when / Akkor szép az erdő - Hungarian folk song

I do not own the rights of the song, as it's:
Felix Jaehn - Book of Love (ft. Polina)

Guerrilla Singing Part 2

/In English/
"The forest is beautiful when it's green
When the wildpigeon hatch in it,
The wildpigeon is like the girl,
She cries while walking after her mate.

Come here, here (on this way) there is no mud,
On my door there isn't any lock,
On my door there is a wooden handle,
Oh my God, I don't even have a lover. 

I walk this circle forest,
I wait for this brown girl,
This brown girl is violet,
I am her comforter.

I see you in all my dreams,
After my dream in all my things,
If I sigh, the complain is for her,
If I'm happy it's because of you.

Oh my how much I wandered, tired myself,
When I wanted to be married,
I haven't found one to my liking,
I have that only one lover who I've had.

I walk this circle dense,
I wait for this brown girl,
This brown girl is violet,
I am her comforter."

Akkor szép az erdő mikor zöld / The forest is beautiful when it's green

There is a singing guerrilla somewhere in Yorkshire. He breaks the silence in unpredictable places in unexpected hours. Listen, I tell ya he's a twat. Yep, I'm sure. Somebody must catch and bring him to justice!

Rammstein - Seemann

Guerrilla singing in the rain

On this day I was caught. A lady with doggy came out from the bushes, however I could almost finish singing.

Guerrilla Singing Part 3

Guerrillas like to hide in dark places. We don't really like it, though we must do sometimes. And then sunrise comes. Like in picture I took yesterday.

Guerrilla Singing Part 4

Guerrilla Singing part 5

Guerrilla singing Part 6

I'm just an everyday normal guy who like to sing just because I like what I feel when I do it and what you'll listen in the following are some records I wanted to share. I also add one of my pics to each song.

Daniel Bakk

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