The Dávid family (Slovak: Dávidovci z Turčianskeho Petra, Hungarian: Dávid de Túróczszentpéter) was a Hungarian noble family in the Kingdom of Hungary, who owned estates in the Turóc County, Upper Hungary (today Turiec region, present-day Slovakia). In the 13th century, the Dávids were one of the many Hungarian local noble families with title zeman (the lowest-ranking nobility in the Kingdom, placed under the baron). The ancestors of the Dávid family were an older noble family of Záturecký from Záturčie (now part of Martin, Slovakia). Dávids had properties and manor houses in Záturčie, Istebné, Turčiansky Peter, Sasinkovo, Malý Báb and Veľky Báb.
In 1772 Karol (Charles) Dávid and his son Anton were promoted to Barons by Holy Roman Empress Maria Theresa of Austria, the Queen of Hungary.
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David is a common masculine given name of Biblical Hebrew origin. King David is a character of central importance in the Hebrew Bible and in both Christian and Jewish religious tradition.
Hebrew: דָּוִד, Modern David, Tiberian Dāwîḏ has the meaning of "beloved", from a root דּוֹד dôwd, which had an etymological meaning of "to boil" but survives in Biblical Hebrew only in figurative usage "to love", and specifically a term for an uncle (father's brother). In Christian tradition, the name was adopted as Syriac: ܕܘܝܕ Dawid, Greek Δαυίδ, Latin Davidus. The Quranic spelling is داوُد Dāwūd.
David was adopted as a Christian name from an early period, e.g. David of Wales (6th century), David Saharuni (7th century), David I of Iberia (9th century). Name days are celebrated on 8 February (for David IV of Georgia), 1 March (for St. David of Wales) and 29 December (for King David), as well as 25 June (St. David of Sweden), 26 June, 9 July (Russia) 26 August, 11 December, and 30 December (Hungary, Latvia, Norway).
In broad daylight, your clean cut town
Has turned into a hunting ground
And Mama don't need no crystal ball
To see the weight, that's coming down
25 hours a day, 25 hours a day
In the heart of night, it howls for more
The beast that prowls, the killing floor
And Mama don't need to read the cards
To tell you times are gettin' hard
25 hours a day, 25 hours a day
You've seen it before
It's been done to you
In another life, it spells taboo
Mama calls it
Mama calls it: Déjà voodoo
When sweet turns to bitter, and not before
When wolves come scratchin', at your door
That's when mama's tea cup prophecy
Will tell you how it's gonna be
25 hours a day, 25 hours a day
Tomorrow rips up your yesterday
While it stars in your old passion play
And mama can hear the spirit's song
Singing in her head all night long
25 hours a day, 25 hours a day