HYEEVKA—SONG OF THE WOODS
What did she bring us, the beautiful Spring?
Fair tresses, maiden’s beauty.
A maiden’s beauty is as dew in summer
Washed in a spring, dried in an oven,
Set on a table, wrapped in paper.
Springtime! And now what is it she brings us?
She brought us Strength, beauty of boys.
Beauty of boys is as dew in summer
Washed in a rain-pond, dried on a fence,
Set on a table, wrapped in rags.