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!
