Stopping by the woods one cloudy morning

I pass these woods everyday,

Always different from the previous day;

The green woods and the grey clouds

Make it pleasant and cool today! 

My mother should find it queer 

That  she is late, her daughter dear

Has she stopped for someone's sake,

between the woods and the kukkarhaLLi lake? 

She gives a ring to my mobile

Making me wonder for a while!

Should I avoid going to school,

and stretch under the trees so cool?

The woods are lovely dark and deep

But I have promises to keep;

And miles to go before I sleep,

And miles to go before I sleep!