The Owl Lady (Puszta Malomba)

To a desolate mill, ; To a desolate mill, ; Barn wood beam, ; Barn wood beam. ; ; There you sit, ; There you sit, ; An owl woman, ; An owl woman. ; ; What are you crying, what are you grieving, ; What are you crying, what are you grieving, ; You owl woman, ; You owl woman? ; ; Oh, how I would grieve, ; Oh, how I would grieve, ; How I would grieve, ; How I would grieve. ; ; I was buried at home, ; I was buried at home, ; My Cifra bed, ; My Cifra bed. ; ; I was buried there, ; I was buried there, ; Mr. Istvány, ; Mr. Pista. ; I left the past, ; ; I left the past, ; My rocking cradle, ; My rocking cradle. ; I buried it, ; ; I buried it, ; I buried it, ; My son John, ; My son John. ; ; I left the breast, ; I left the breast, ; My tin box, ; My tin box. ; ; I buried it, ; I buried it, ; My hoop-bunch, ; My hoop-bunch. ; ; If it were here, ; If it were here, ; I would jump, ; Like a stallion. ; ; If it were here, ; If it were here, ; I would spin, ; Like a hoop.