Επιμέλεια: Εύα Πετροπούλου Λιανού
MARCH EIGHTH
Magpies are shouting in the street:
– A holiday is already on the threshold!
I think that mamuli
Give it to me on a joyful day.
Of all the different holidays,
I love the eighth of March.
The day is affectionate, gentle, beautiful,
It’s with a little wind, not hot.
I’m happy – the day has come,
I’m worried: – What should I get?
On the street , I still decided,
Turn all the flowers into a bouquet.
Snowdrops and tulips,
For the most beloved mother.
I’m already cooking in advance,
For Mom, after all, so much effort.
I cooked the meat in a saucepan,
And I’m baking the cake now.
I’m studying perfectly, Mom
I will please you by working quickly.
