2018.02.09.
Rufinka was lying sick and grieving
Rufinka was lying sick and grieving
in the high mountains,
nobody there beside her,
Except her dear old mother,
who gave her water
and to Rufinka was saying,
'Rufinka, my daughter
Is it about your wedding trousseau?
Your wedding trousseau, or your love?'
'My dearest old mother,
It’s not about any of that,
But the world which I am mourning,
The spring in full bloom,
everything springing out of the earth,
just as I am going in it.'