My oxen got lost in the cedar forest.

My oxen are lost, in the cedar forest, ; My boots are also torn, in the many searches. ; Don't look, don't look, because they are driven in, ; In the cedar forest, the bell on it rings. ; ; I know my bell, it is in my hand, ; I bought it from the Luca market for my oxen. ; The price is a hundred forints, my baby is the owner, ; My name is carved on it in golden letters.