The Owl Lady (Puszta Malomba)

To a desolate mill, ; To a desolate mill, ; A barn beam, ; A barn beam. ; ; You sit there, ; You sit there, ; So owl lady, ; So owl lady. ; ; Why do you cry, why do you grieve, ; Why do you cry, why do you grieve, ; You owl lady, ; You owl lady? ; ; Oh, how I would cry, ; Oh, how I would cry, ; How I would grieve, ; How I would grieve. ; ; I forgot at home, ; I forgot at home, ; My Cifra bed, ; My Cifra bed. ; ; I forgot there, ; I forgot there ; My sweet lord, ; My sweet lord. ; ; I left it beside, ; I left it beside, ; My rocking cradle, ; My rocking cradle. ; ; I forgot it there, ; I forgot it there ; My crying son, ; My crying son. ; ; I left it next to it, ; I left it next to it, ; My tin box, ; My tin box. ; ; I forgot it there, ; I forgot it there, ; My hoop-bunch, ; My hoop-bunch. ; ; If it were here, ; If it were here, ; I would jump like that, ; Like a stallion. ; ; If it were here, ; If it were here, ; I would spin like that, ; Like a hoop. ; ; They called my song, ; They called my song, ; To go home, ; To go home. ; ; They called my song, ; They called my song, ; To go home, ; To my sweet lord. ; ; They called me, ; They called me, ; To go home, ; To my crying son. ; ; I would go home, ; I would go home, ; Please, please, please. ; ; I would go home, ; I would go home, ; But I can't anymore, ; But I can't anymore. ; ; I would go home, ; I would go home, ; But I'm ashamed, ; But I'm ashamed.