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Arany kalásszal ékes rónaságMelynek fölötte lenge délibábEnyelgve üz tünder játékokatIsmersz-e még, ó ismerd meg fiad
(Thou plain ornate with sheaves of goldAnd covered with sweet phantom bearing mirageDoest thou still recognize meAnd really know thy son?
Mert ahol enyhe bölcsöm lágy ölénAz anyatejnek mézét izlelém