The Wind Blows Over The Danube

 

When I was young and in my prime ambling it was on my mind
Dunáról fúj a szél
And one fine day by the luck of the draw I found myself on the Danube shore
Dunáról fúj a szél

I played and sang in a village hall and how it went I don’t recall
Dunáról fúj a szél
But in Szentendre as anyone might I went to a party late that night
Dunáról fúj a szél

And the fairy princess did appear her name I can’t tell you I fear
Dunáról fúj a szél
Her little red boots and yellow hair I lost my heart right then and there
Dunáról fúj a szél

As I coyly put my hand in hers little I knew what would occur
Dunáról fúj a szél
For love is selfish love is blind and off we went our fate to find
Dunáról fúj a szél

The wind it blows across the plain
The wind blows over the Danube
And in the summer sun I knew
The joys of young manhood

We travelled east and travelled west Pe.. is the town I remember best
Dunáról fúj a szél
We had a party on the hill and Salaman Bea played the fiddle
Dunáról fúj a szél

We danced and sang there was beer and wine and we all piled into that car of mine
Dunáról fúj a szél
A policeman stopped me dear oh dear he produced a tube said blow in here
Dunáról fúj a szél
300 forints was the fine and he let me drive off once again
Dunáról fúj a szél
Travelling over the fertile plain playing the lovely summer game
Dunáról fúj a szél

But storm clouds were in the sky & father time was passing by
Dunáról fúj a szél
As through the countryside we roamed I never saw the summer go
Dunáról fúj a szél

The wind it blows across the plain
The wind blows over the Danube
And in the autumn rain I saw
The sadness of time passing

In a hotel room in Kaposvár we said goodbye forever more
Dunáról fúj a szél
Outside the window gypsies played pitch and toss for a serenade
Dunáról fúj a szél

Wherever you are my blue eyed girl I hope you’re happy and I wish you well
Dunáról fúj a szél
And I see you still in the afterglow of a summer’s day so long ago
Dunáról fúj a szél

The wind it blows across the plain
The wind blows over the Danube
And in the autumn rain I see
The sadness of time passing

The wind it blows across the plain
The wind blows over the Danube
And in the autumn rain I feel
The sadness of time passing

Words & Music by Andy Irvine

“The Wind Blows over the Danube” is a slow and mournful song, written and sung by Irvine, about a love affair in Hungary.

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