Bolyongás (Bela Bartok; 1881-1945)

"I'm wandering in the wild forest at night.
The pain of my heart is driving me here.
I will go into the dark forest alone,
Not even God will have mercy upon me.

I used to have a house, it was burned;
I used to have a vineyard, it was ruined;
I used to have a horse, it was stolen;
I used to have a lover, she is gone.

Ever since my lover was taken from me,
My life has been full of despair.
I'm going into the dark forest alone.
Not even God will have mercy upon me."