(From Riegel)
Translated by Ed Bernthal

The calf maid drove her,
The calf maid drove her,
Calves out
By Klein-Bautzen behind her house.

Sat herself down under,
Sat herself down under,
The rose bushes,
Spins a coat so nice and soft.

As she there restfully
As she there restfully
Had settled down,
Sleep came over her so softly.

As she now again
As she now again
Woke up,
She missed all of her little calves.

But soon there came
But soon there came
A hunter from the hunt,
The hunter asked her precisely:

‘Tell me what you are looking for,
Tell me what you are looking for,
My maiden.
Or what have you lost in the meadow.’

“Oh, my little calves
Oh, my little calves
I have lost,
They are lost in the rose bushes and thorns.”

‘If you will be my loved one
If you will be my loved one
And if you will be true
I will look for your calves in the meadow.’

‘Out of the meadow, I will
Out of the meadow, I will
Show you the way,
And help you drive your little calves home.’

The cow maids drove the
The cow maids drove the
Cows out,
Brought the song of the calf maid along.

‘She is not one no more
She is not one no more
Or one and alone.
But she will be someone else’s now.’

The calf maid drove her
The calf maid drove her
Little calves home,
Carried home a little son in her apron.

“Oh, what have I
Oh, what have I
Now done
That I flirted with the hunter man.”

“My friends
My friends
I implore you
Do not ever trust a hunter man anymore.”


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