Английский текст:

Heia, heia,
In the lonely mountains is my home,
0 heia, o heia
There in childhood days I loved to roam.
There encircled by snow and ice
Pure and bright blooms the Edelweiss.
Heia, o heia,
There is my heart’s paradise.
When a Magyar [bad word] to offer you her
                                                heart,
Pay good heed to what I have to say before you
                                                start,
If you simply seek amusement
Seek it elsewhere while you may.
Those who love in Magyar fashion
Give themselves in headlong passion.
She will never let you get away.

0 la la,that’s the way I am. 
0 la la proud and free. 
Kiss me, oh kiss me 
For he whose kisses promise bliss 
Is just the lover for me.

O la la, that’s the way I am.
O la la,proud and free. 
Kiss me, oh kiss me 
For he whose kisses promise bliss 
Is just the lover for me.