The Sheep Girl and the Shepherd Boy (Baron Endrë's Window is Open)

Baron Endrë's window is open, ; The young lady is now leaning out of it. ; The most gluttonous shepherd is still blowing his horn, ; A whisper is heard at Baron Endrë's window. ; ; Baron Endrë saddles his horse, ; He goes around his nearest farm. ; He asks the shepherd in tears, ; Has he seen the young lady anywhere. ; ; – Baron, I tell you the truth, ; I haven't had a shepherd's bag at home for three weeks. ; I haven't had a shepherd's bag at home for three weeks, ; Perhaps the young lady is with him. ; ; Baron Endrë sends a carriage for his daughter, ; Nine cents more for the shepherd's bag. ; The young lady sits in the carriage in the front, ; The most gluttonous shepherd is still ironed in the back. ; ; It's raining, oh, it's dripping beautifully, ; Baron's daughter, she's going to her room bitterly. ; - My God, why did I become a baron's daughter, ; I can't be the baby of a shepherd's legion. ; ; I don't dare to walk down the main street, ; Because they say I wear black mourning. ; Black mourning, but my scarf is white, ; Shepherd's legion was my first lover. ; ; In the Great Plains they're carving that tree now, ; On which they hang the shepherd's legion. ; The wind blows her black curly hair, ; Because she loved Baron Endrë's spear.