Back in the day, everything happened on the streets, we hung out there for twenty years as kids,
and hobos.
"Around 1955 in Moscow Square, and then - after being chased out of there - in the Déli an old man called himself Rex.
(At the time, we didn't know that meant "King".) He sang proudly and not
a hat, but a World War I soldier's cap was at his feet. Pain and
sadness were in his eyes even when he smiled. My favorite was a song called
'Snejder Fáni' because he always winked at me at the last verse.
'Schneider Fáni just said:
She doesn't need a red skirt,
She needs a 'gigerli',
She's more teased by it!'
I didn't know what 'gigerli' meant, and I had no idea what "teasing" meant at the time but I thought it must be someone very exciting. That summer
I saw old Rex a lot, and after a while, he got used to seeing me often and sometimes he'd call out to me: "I'll be in Batthyány Square tomorrow." By autumn he had disappeared from there too, and I searched in vain but could find no trace of him.
I was 10 years old and it was actually my first concert experience.
I will remember this when I stand up, as a performer at the Theatre Olympics, in front of you.'
Sincerely, Hobo
The stage version was directed by: Attila Vidnyánszky
