Péter Magyar gave his second Great Speech of the day at the Tisza event called the National March, which marched to Heroes' Square.

Since the war of numbers is already in full swing (at a not very high level), let's look at some objective data that can help us determine who won the day.

• Viktor Orbán delivered a 34-minute speech.
• Péter Magyar spoke for 1 hour and 4 minutes .

In Hungarian, the leader of the Tisza Party addressed his audience standing in the rain for almost twice as long as the prime minister addressing the sunny Peace March.

Looking at what happened from a different angle:

• Viktor Orbán spoke slightly less than 2,500 words.
• Péter Magyar, on the other hand, spoke more than 4,600 words.

The eagle-eyed and mathematically-savvy reader may notice that although the Hungarian speech itself lasted twice as long, the number of words did not double: this is due to the fact that the leader of the Tisza Party chose a slightly slower pace for his speech (our content analysis can be read here).

The full speech

"A miracle, a miracle, because so many different people came together in unity. The veins of freedom flowed into streams, the streams into rivers, the all-surpassing river of freedom. That day, the city was shrouded in mist above the Danube. Only a few leaves clung palely to the trees, but that day the air in Budapest and the country was different. It was filled with tension, hope and some inexpressible expectation. At first, a few people only whispered timidly, let's go to the Technical University, there will be a demonstration. By afternoon, the crowd was already pouring through the streets of Budapest. Thousands of young people marched into the heart of the city. In their hands, not a weapon, but the flag with holes, in their hearts, not hatred, but desire, the longing for freedom. The boys and girls of Pest set off, went to the Bem statue, took the flag in the national colors, and when they cut out the symbol of the foreign power from it, history also breathed a sigh of relief. That flag with the hole in the middle, has become one of the most powerful symbols in the world.

In the evening, the crowd gathered at the liar's radio building. Give up our demands! - they shouted. The lights flickered, the air was thick, like the silence before a storm. Then the first shot rang out. Time stopped for a moment, and then the revolution broke out. Perhaps the purest revolution in world history. On the streets of Pest, students, workers, doctors, and teachers stood together in a line. The guys mixed Molotov cocktails in bottles. The girls carried bandages and food. Someone held a pocket radio, and another wrote a poster with the inscription"Russians, go home!"

The city became a battlefield and a community at the same time, pain and faith, blood and hope. Flags waved from the windows of the houses, children ran through the ruined streets. Even they knew that something extraordinary was happening. Behind the fire and smoke burned the heart of a nation that did not want to fall to its knees anymore, and the world watched in appreciation. The trams stopped in Paris. Candles lit in the windows in London, bells rang in Rome for the Hungarians. Thousands of people gathered in New York and chanted Freedom Por Hungary, freedom for Hungary. The world learned to say our name again, not with contempt, but again with respect. This respect was earned not by power-hungry politicians, but by the unity of the simple citizens of a proud nation, because on that October day, a proud nation standing up for itself showed that freedom cannot be crushed by tanks, that a flag, a word, a brave look is worth more than an army. The boys and girls of Pest asked for nothing more than to be able to live freely in their own country.

And although after November 4th it seemed that the revolution had failed, the soul, the Hungarian soul, won, because the flame of freedom that our predecessors lit in '56 has not been extinguished since. That flame continued to burn and burns in the hearts of every Hungarian, in emigration, in the depths of prisons, on school benches, in the silence of family dinners. And today, when we gather again to bow our heads before them, we remember not only the heroes, but the moment when the Hungarian people, young people, women, men, students, workers, all at once said that enough was enough.

Dear, dear compatriots! Today we remember the day when the heart of the world beat in Hungary. Our heroes gave us the example that has shown us the way ever since, that there is no people deprived of their freedom if there is courage. There is no lost cause if there is faith, and no nation silenced if there are brave heroes who speak the truth. October 23 is not only the past, but also the message of the Hungarian future, that there will always be those who dare to stand up, who believe in freedom, and who will rekindle the flame that the boys and girls of Pest lit in October 1956. October 23, October 23 should be freedom day every year. It is the celebration of that brave moment when the Hungarians once again said that they would not ask for anything from the occupiers or the dictatorship. The spirit of 1956 was revived in this square in 1989, when a young man stood on the steps of the Műcsarnok and expressed the desire of many of us. He said, If we believe in our own strength, we can end the communist dictatorship. That young man was Viktor Orbán. 36 years have passed since then, and today it is difficult not to notice the tragic irony. The politician who once demanded the withdrawal of Russian troops is now the Kremlin's most loyal ally.

Viktor Orbán also said this here in Heroes' Square in 1989, I was here when I was 8 years old. We do not owe gratitude for being able to bury our dead after 31 years, back then he was still exposing the lies of the government, but today he is the one who has been lying to his own people for years, and in the meantime expects gratitude for everything, pension bonuses, utility cuts or support. Meanwhile, the country's young people are fleeing abroad again, and many feel that their own future already lies in the famous sixth coffin. In 1989, the speaker believed that the party state would not change on its own. He would still be right today. It's just that the party state has now been rebuilt under his leadership. Those in power at the time were afraid of questions, silenced criticism, and paid for people's loyalty. The same thing is happening now. Three and a half decades later, power is once again afraid, and it is once again resorting to vile means to buy silence for money.

On October 23, we should celebrate not the government, but the country. Those people who believe in a free Hungary, in what the heroes of '56 and the youth of '89 demanded: honesty, responsibility and freedom. Today, my dear friends, today the same sentence with which Viktor Orbán's 1989 speech ended could be uttered again. If we have the courage to want all that, but only then can we fulfill the will of our revolution. The question today is whether we, the citizens of the country, are ready to say this again, and whether we will have the courage.

Today, October 23, we gather on one of the brightest days in our history. The day when a people said, enough is enough out of fear. When hundreds of thousands or perhaps millions of Hungarians showed the world that there is something that cannot be trampled on, the desire for freedom, honor and faith in a better future. On the streets of cities, in the yards of factories, in the corridors of universities, the sentence that until then had only dared to whisper suddenly resounded. Enough is enough, comrades, comrade's scolding, comrade's scolding.

The people stood up, and it turned out that freedom does not ask for permission. But!

But in 1956, Kádár's little cadavers attacked their own nation with Soviet tanks. This is how they stifled our revolution. The people of freedom were trampled by foreign iron and Hungarian betrayal. Later, they tried to silence the most beautiful revolution in world history with workers' guards, informers, and provocateurs, to turn the most beautiful revolution in world history into a counter-revolution. The factory of lies worked day and night, as it does today, but in vain. They were terrified because they knew that the fire of the revolution could not be extinguished. The embers do not go out, and indeed the embers burned there in the history of every Hungarian family, in every whispered prayer, in every muted song, and in Kádár's old age, struggling with his own demons, in his last speech he spoke of Imre Nagy, because he knew that he had sent the prime minister of the revolution to his death. Kádár also knew that history does not forget, history is just waiting. Every leader who is divided and turns against his people will have his Kádár moment, and each and every one of them decides for himself whether to experience it by stepping aside in time, in the solitude of his own study, or by being shamed in public. The Hungarians, the majority of Hungarians, know and feel that 36 years after 1989, it would be better not to drag it out until another national tragedy, when the new Kádár, who is torturing our souls with poison, will settle accounts with his conscience. By not considering the greater part of a country as part of the homeland. Just because they do not follow him faithfully by calling those who want to live in a freely functioning European country insects to be trampled.

By calling his fellow countrymen who want a happy country sinners. By the fact that, at the end of his government, the vast majority of Hungarians feel that their lives are hindered by high inflation, the difficulty of making a living, and that we have become a country of the privileged few.

My compatriots! My compatriots, in the past few months we have toured Hungary again in 80 days. We left in the middle of summer, we left Tokaj in the middle of summer, we reached every rural constituency, I answered almost 1600 questions in 158 settlements. Wherever we went, faces, destinies, questions, requests and hope awaited us everywhere.

Thank you, thank you to the Hungarian countryside for welcoming us with such great love and openness, and thank you, thank you, that with these meetings we can build our country together as we dreamed of it, in which we listen to each other, engage in dialogue, and seek solutions together.

I was personally touched by human destinies, personal difficulties, family tragedies and the cry for help of the wonderful Hungarian countryside. In the future, our everyday decisions will also be determined by the fact that through these meetings we not only understand, but also feel what the country expects from its own leaders. In Szolnok, a 10-year-old boy in Szolnok. Zolika asked: What could be done so that a person could live at one job, from one job, from one wage, so that adults would not always be exhausted and nervous. It was a child's question, but the hearts of adults were also touched. Zolika did not talk about herself, but about her parents, who were forced to work second and third jobs, about the overtime, about the time that runs out for the family. About her desire for attention and the love that was in her. She is not angry, she owes her thanks, but she fears for her own life and her parents from the fate of slavery. This question also included the question that the Hungarian future is now asking. It is our job to answer, and it is our responsibility to find solutions, because the honor of decent work is not just a desire, but a right, and it is our duty to build a country where one can live on one salary.

In Mezőkövesd, a woman in Mezőkövesd quietly said this: I live on zero forints, I am sick with half a million forints in debt, without any care. Her voice was not accusing, it was just tired. The drama of the sick woman moved the community of the Tisza Islands, and in a few days they collected the money with which the lady could get rid of her debt. Thank you!

That is why we believe that if power does not help, then the Hungarian heart, solidarity and humanity are here. That is why we are also sure that if our community will shape the fate of the country, then Hungary will be more attentive and more humane. In 80 days, we have visited not only cities and villages, but also souls. Today, October 23, we bow our heads to those whose courage lives on in everyday life. To the worker who takes on two or three jobs. To the teacher who stays. To the nurse who continues to wash the helpless sick. To the child who dares to ask, and to the elderly who still believe. Let us not forget that 1956 was not only a revolution for national and freedom, but also a social rebellion. Workers and students together demanded the dignity of everyday life, a fair wage, humane working conditions, housing, affordable and healthy food, an end to discrimination, a country where bread and freedom are two sides of the same truth. Heroes of the 56th! My dear friends, they came from many directions. Social democrats, small farmers, Christian democrats, democrats, Hungarians. They were diverse, but they wanted one thing: a free and humane Hungary. The restoration of their national symbols, the removal of the Stalin statue, general and secret elections, the trial of guilty state leaders, the restoration of freedom of speech, the right to strike, the protection of national property, and above all, the return of Russians to their homeland!

Everything they felt was condensed into these two words. Anger, humiliation and hope. My compatriots! The hot autumn of 56 did not begin in Budapest, nor did it end in Budapest. In Szeged, the flame of revolution flared up on October 16. In Miskolc, there were no classes at the heavy industry university on the 22nd. In Debrecen, on the morning of October 23, students took to the streets. The revolution was not in Budapest, the revolution was Hungary itself. And when the murderous Soviet foot soldiers had already entered Budapest, hundreds were still fighting for their homeland in Mecsek. They did not ask anything, they just knew that freedom is always worth fighting for. And as long as there are those who tell the truth, as long as there are those who raise the flag, the embers will not go out, the revolution is eternal. Let us remember the names, my dear compatriots, let us remember the names who gave face to courage. Pál Maléter, Ilona Tóth, Péter Mansfeld, Imre Nagy, Miklós Gimes, Géza Losonczy, Árpád Rusznyai, István Angyal, Antal Pálinkás-Pallavicini, Erika Szeles, Márton Rajki and the many thousands of heroes who risked their lives, their existence, and their freedom for our beloved country.

They were the guardians of freedom in an age when lies were the law and silence was the key to survival.

We owe them gratitude and respect. The children of the revolution also showed and learned that world politics is not built on solidarity and selfless help. How helpless it is to bear it when Washington and Moscow wink at each other above our heads.

Let's take a look at the other side of Heroes' Square. There stands the Babocsa villa. The former Yugoslav, now Serbian embassy building. There stands the house that is a silent witness and memento of a sad moment in Hungarian history, when in November 1956, when Soviet tanks were already roaring through the city, Prime Minister Imre Nagy and his companions sought refuge in that house. As politicians, as Hungarians, they believed that the words of brotherhood, diplomacy, and asylum would provide protection against violence. But beyond the walls, the decision had already been made. The peace negotiations were empty sets, the refuge and the guarantee were only temporary illusions. From there, from that house, the Soviets took them to Romania, and then to the gallows where they sought refuge, they were betrayed there, and the last flare of the revolution died out there. For us Hungarians, my dear friends, the most important lesson from this tragedy is that peace, words, and promises only last as long as there are those who keep them, because peace is not born on paper, but in human honor, in the loyalty of nations, in the loyalty of leaders. Imre Nagy and his companions taught us that freedom cannot be passed on through bargaining, bargaining, only through standing up, only through truth, only through courage. We must bravely confront superior forces, even if Hungarians try to use Russians, Turks, Chinese, or Americans against Hungarians, just to save their power. This building is not only a shadow of the past, it is also a warning that today, when we talk about peace, we know that peace is only worth something if we are loyal to it.

The revolution was crushed by the Soviet Union. Armored monsters and foreign orders ravaged our sacred homeland again. 200 thousand of our compatriots were forced to leave their homes, learn new languages and professions, but wherever the world took them, they dreamed in Hungarian, of a free Hungary.

The heroes of 56 were not flawless, and not all were born revolutionaries. Many were afraid, many were silent, some compromised with the power. But when history knocked on the door, they realized that love of country is worth more than any previous decision. This message is still valid today. Freedom is born where fear ceases, and today we are no longer afraid, we are not afraid to speak the truth, to stand up for each other and to face the evil of trembling power. Today we are no longer afraid.

Dear celebrants, dear celebrants! Today we are not Fidesz or Czarist. We are not right or left. Today we are Hungarians. Even if we were at the national march and even if we were at the Peace March, even if we are remembering at home with our families, or if we are all alone in silence, we are all Hungarians.

We are united by something that is stronger than any power, the love for our homeland. We believe that homeland is worth more than power. Truth is worth more than propaganda. Freedom is worth more than becoming a minion of another nation for any interest. Red, white, green. These are our sacred colors. We cannot tolerate among us those whose only color is white, the color of self-forgetful surrender, capitulation without a fight, who value their rag-tag life more than the honor of their homeland. Red, white, green. The colors of Hungary are our colors. Those of the people who bow their heads neither to the Russian bear nor to the Turkish emperor. The colors of a nation whose citizens still ask the questions of 1956 today. Can we speak freely? Can we freely express our thoughts? Have we been disadvantaged for our opinions. Is public discourse free from stifling state-sponsored propaganda? Does the people really hold power instead of a narrow elite group? If we answer no to any of these questions, then we have important tasks ahead of us. The change of regime brought hope, but spiritual and moral renewal failed. Freedom came, but public trust did not. Power remained the game of the few, society fell apart, hope was empty. Now, in 2025, we have arrived at a historic moment again. What is needed is not a change based on revenge or anger, but rather construction, a serene, courageous, decisive, but humane change of regime.

Good humor, good humor is not frivolity, but strength. Smiling in the middle of the swamp, persevering under the harshest attacks, believing in humanity when everything is against it. This is the revolutionary act today. First of all, let us say that the homeland, the Hungarian homeland, does not belong to politicians. Neither to the oligarchs, nor to the parties. The homeland belongs to the Hungarian people, to those who work, educate, teach, heal, who take care of their children and parents.

For those who do not ask for much, just a functioning country. And we are now asking for this homeland back. The country that this power wanted to distort in its own image, whoever thinks, my dear friends, that being more is enough, is wrong, whoever thinks that what has failed morally will collapse on its own, is wrong. The work begins now. From settlement to settlement, from school to hospital, from university student to pensioner. We all have to decide whether we stand on the side of fear or for freedom. We stand on the side of propaganda or for truth, we stand on the side of power or on the side of the Hungarian people. Being free, being free means that the teacher can teach. The doctor can heal, the entrepreneur can work, and the child can grow up at home, because the country works and there is humanity in it. Being free means that we do not bow, that we do not bow our heads to lies, that we do not tolerate, that we do not tolerate honest people being vilified. We do not allow lies to be fabricated from billions of public funds while families struggle to survive day after day, and being free also means that we do not sell our country either as a henchman to the East or as a servant to the West.

In Karmelita, they may believe that the future of Hungary will be decided by the propaganda of power and its discrediting machinery. We send a message from where everything started in 1956, when the people toppled the dictator's statue. We send a message that history is not decided in castles and manor houses, not on private planes and yachts. The fate of the Hungarian people cannot be decided in Brussels, but neither in Washington nor in Moscow. History is written by Hungarian people, Hungarian people in Hungarian squares and Hungarian streets, when they choose hope instead of fear and start clinging to each other. My dear friends, the Hungarian nation can only be free and independent, or, to use a fashionable word, sovereign, if the responsible leaders of our country do not beg the leaders of other nations for more kicks or a propaganda photo. If we look deeply into ourselves, we can see it. In the past two decades, October 23 has been a harsh holiday, because our country's leaders, in private, tried to draw false parallels exclusively in front of their own followers. How could someone who experienced 1956 as a counter-revolution as a family be able to speak honestly about the revolution? And how could someone who paraded revolutionary words in 1989 be sincere in their celebratory speech, while it has now become clear that the only problem with the first system, the previous system, was that he was not in charge of it. How could they have celebrated proudly when they cannot even answer the simple question that all heroes of 1956 answer in unison. What does this country mean to those who truly love it? The young Viktor Orbán, the dictatorship in its final days, was allowed onto the steps of the Műcsarnok to deliver his speech at the reburial of Imre Nagy and his fellow martyrs. 36 years later, they are so terrified, they have sunk to the point that they have forbidden this speech today, commemorating the change of regime, to be delivered on the steps of the Műcsarnok.

Yet, those of us here are all heirs of 1956, just as hundreds of thousands, or even millions, of Hungarians, from small farmers to social democrats, united in October, and the same is happening to us now. Together we set an example. We do not have right-wing or left-wing martyrs. We only have martyrs. Pál Maléter, Ilona Tóth, Péter Mansfeld, Imre Nagy, Miklós Gimes, Géza Losonczy, Árpád Brusznyai, István Angyal, Antal Pálinkás-Pallavicini, Erika Szeles, Márton Rajki, Hungarians who gave their lives for their homeland and freedom. We, who have gathered here on Heroes' Square on this day, have been given the fate of being worthy heirs to the spirit of '56. We have the task of uniting this nation, by holding together and turning towards each other. Therefore, I ask you all to hold hands, bow your heads, bow your heads, and for 56 seconds, in silence, in silence, let us remember the heroes of the revolution, and let this moment also be the beginning of a new national reconciliation.

Dear Hungarians who remember!

This is the essence of 1956. Despite all attempts at division, despite all attempts at division, the desire for freedom could not be broken in us. As heirs of '56, we will not fall into this mistake either. We know that only together can we succeed, and together we will succeed. We will not give in to divisive provocation. We will see through the sieve of hatred. We will not allow ourselves to be poisoned. In this way, holding hands and supporting each other, we will remain together for the next six months, especially. My dear compatriots! Politics in Hungary today is about exhaustion. The authorities, sparing no moral restraint and unlimited financial resources, are working to exhaust the Hungarian nation. The conductors of hatred are pitting Hungarian against Hungarian in a way reminiscent of dark times. By spreading lies, they are trying to deprive a nation of the truth. I call on everyone, I call on everyone, to endure these six bitter months together, clinging together. And then let us join hands with those who gathered today at another event. Today, on the 69th anniversary, let us imagine a future together in which, on October 23rd of next year, there will not be two crowds facing each other, perhaps despising each other, but a united, celebrating and smiling nation.

Let us imagine the day when, under the flag, not separation, but shared remembrance, togetherness, is born. This future presupposes that we are free from everything that artificially incites hatred, from the falsified images, from the deceptive voices, and from the interests that profit from the current division. Let us aim to bring public discourse back to the bedrock of decency, facts, and respect for each other, so that there is no more room for manipulation and fear-mongering. I respectfully ask, I respectfully ask all our well-meaning compatriots, to listen more to each other. I ask grandparents to listen more often to grandchildren when they talk about their future. Let us call together families, friends, and neighbors to sit down and talk to each other in peace, with human curiosity, leaving the unscrupulous propaganda pouring in at our doorsteps. If we do so, October 23, 2026, the 70th anniversary of the revolution, will not only be a day of remembrance, but also a celebration of the reunification of the nation. May this be a day of hope, when the wounds of the past begin to heal, and the future becomes a shared commitment that Hungary can live both with the glory of freedom and the power of forgiveness.

On April 12, we will officially close a 20-year era, the Gyurcsány-Orbán system, which was built on cynicism, fear and lies. And the next day, and the next day, we will wake up in a new country. In a free and humane Hungary, where we will prove that politics can truly be beautiful, just, honest and useful. And on the first day of the new parliament, the new parliament's inaugural session, the future Tisza government will restore it. We kindly ask for a doctor to the Tarnazsadány sign here, opposite me to the left in front of the press podium. And on the first day of the new parliament's inaugural session, the future Tisza government will restore the independence of the investigative authorities and the judiciary.

Hungary joins the European Public Prosecutor's Office, establishing a national asset recovery and protection office.

The Tisza government opens the agent files.

At the same time, he will also submit the National Reconciliation Act so that we can immediately begin to heal the wounds caused to each other and restore trust, since it is not Hungarians against Hungarians, but rather 3-4 thousand politicians, criminals, or even oligarchs who have taken our country hostage and are trying to incite us against each other. And then the program of a functioning Hungary can come. The new child protection law can come!

The declaration of strengthening our EU and NATO membership can and will come.

Border protection and the guarantee of real public security will come. And after that, we will begin implementing our tax cut and pension increase proposals, whether you like it or not!

Whether you like it or not, we are introducing a wealth tax for billionaires.

State advertising in propaganda will be stopped, and we will restore the independence of public media.

These are not just words, these are concrete commitments. The goal is simple, but at the same time big, a functioning and humane country. A homeland where the weak are uplifted, talent is recognized and supported, where truth is stronger than fear, love is louder than hate, where difference is not a reason for hatred, but rather a bridge towards each other.

If someone asks if this can really be achieved, we will answer that we have already started. The quiet but unstoppable change has begun within us, when a person shakes himself, raises his head and looks straight at the world. This new Hungary is not drawn on a map, not measured in party offices, but is born of humanity, courage and love.

My fellow countrymen! History always, always reaches a point when it is no longer enough to remember and it is not enough to dream, we must also act. This moment is now. Not tomorrow, not in the next generation, now. We, who stand here, are the heirs of the people who showed in 1956 that Hungary can be strong if it has courage, if it believes in the truth and does not give up. We are this people today. Look around!

Look around, how many hundreds of thousands of us there are! We stand here together! We stand here together to the Oktogon, on the side of hope. A country, my dear friends, is reborn when people believe in each other again. Let us believe that this homeland can rise, can heal, and that our children will grow up in a freer, cleaner, more humane Hungary. But now comes the most important thing, but now comes the most important thing. Let us not just celebrate, and let us not just believe, but act. Tonight, go home, organize, find each other, the Tisza Islands, where hope is revived. Let us come together, take a deep breath, and complete the task that has been assigned. The time has come, and I know that together we will complete the task set for us with faith and dignity. I know, and you know, that the oath of the defenders of Eger Castle still serves as a guideline for our country today. I swear by the one living God that I will dedicate my blood and life to the defense of Hungary. Neither force, nor cunning, will intimidate me, nor money, nor promises will sway me. I will neither speak nor remain silent about surrendering the castle. I will not give myself up alive, neither inside the castle nor outside the castle. God help me!

We are not spectators here in the square, but protagonists and shapers of change. Together we are writing the history of Hungary. Don't believe in me, believe in yourselves, believe that you are part of history, because there is no system that fears its power that is stronger than what we feel now, the love of our country, the power of community, the voice of freedom. And when we celebrate October 23rd again in a free, functioning, humane country, we will know, we will know then, every tear, every silence, everything said was enough, that was all it took for the moment. But until then, don't forget, freedom begins where fear ceases, and we are no longer afraid today.

Thank you to those of you who are here today, hundreds of thousands of you, and who have shown our country and the wider world what the cheerful, smiling, and cheerful flood of the Tisza looks like.

Thank you for coming from Zalabaksa to Záhony, from Győrszentiván to Battonya, from Székelyudvarhely to Kisasszonyfá. Thank you, thank you for being with us in spirit from everywhere where people dream in Hungarian. Thank you for showing the Hungarian nation today that we are worthy of the legacy of 1956.

My fellow countrymen! Hungarians! In less than 6 months, the country will choose. Not the Turkish emperor, not digital warriors, not avatars, not holograms made with public money, not Brussels, not Moscow, and not even Washington will decide, but the Hungarian people will answer, the Hungarian people will answer these questions.

The Hungarian people will answer these questions.

• East or West?
• Corruption or honor?
• Turkish Council or Europe?
• Propaganda or truth?
• Inhumanity or humanity?
• Colony or free Hungary?
• Fidesz or Tisza?

(The crowd always chose the second option)

To build a country for which our ancestors gave their lives and blood, we must win the election in 2026.

And yes, you know it, you know it, and the terrified power knows it, that this election will be won by humane Hungary and the Tisza. Not by a little, but by a lot!

But for this victory to be so big that it can be seen from Brussels, Moscow and Washington, everyone will be needed. Every word, every conversation, every hug, every prayer, every clear voice raised will be needed. We must be there again in all 3,155 Hungarian settlements, and we must and will reach the last village house.

We seriously believe that there is no right, no left, only Hungarian!

My compatriots! My compatriots, real regime change happens in the hearts. To build a functioning and humane country, everyone will be needed. Tisza, young, old, from the homeland and our brothers abroad. In order for all of this to come true, I call on you that no matter what incitement, hatred, threats and lies will be poured upon us in the coming months, you always remain peaceful and cheerful, and show the more beautiful and humane face of Hungary!

My dear compatriots, Hungarians! In just over 170 days, we will wake up in a free and smiling country. For this to be so, for this to be so, we will need humility, humanity, hard work and a great deal of patriotism. Until November 4, every Hungarian will remember the heroes of the purest revolutionaries in the world. And the next day, on November 5, we will start the longest and most important tour of the country so far. We will reach everywhere and everyone. The road to victory begins!