author = { Fehér Sándor és népi zenekara AND Fehér Sándor és népi zenekara Gergely, Anna AND Pécsi-Kiss, Ágnes },

title = { Sándor Fehér and his Gipsy band = Fehér Sándor és népi zenekara = Sándor Fehér und seine Volkskapelle = Orkestr Narodnych Instrumentov P/U Šandora Fechera },

publisher = {Qualiton},

keywords = { Schallplatte },

year = {P 1979},

abstract = {Enth.: If you've become tired of loving me, my angel. I've hired myself out to Tarnóca as a shepherd boy. Come at night, late at night. Oh, how many steps there are in the tower. It's finished, finished, finished. I gathered a bouquet of many pale michaelmas daisies. What lovely blue eyes you have. To Somogy, to Kapos. You were the first spring. Fast csárdás. You went very far away. My sweethart is saucy. My grandfather said. We hoed our vines. Why do you coo. Don't ever scold me. White butter pears are not crab-apples. I don't care I was born a peasant. Listen, little singing bird. Were do you fly, swallow. I always said girls were dangerous. On the gay-coloured, butterflied, wild flowery, dewy meadow. The autumn bids farewell to the summer. When the good wine matures. Oh, what fiery Zalahegy wine I drank last night. I see a quiet nook. When I'm hungry I open my penknife. Green parsley},

address = { [S.l.] },

url = { http://slubdd.de/katalog?TN_libero_mab2 }