

The first picture I took today before the sun was even up. The second one I took today playing one of my mother's favorite songs. Message me if you want me to send you an album version of the song. Translated, it goes something like this: A red rose is growing By the side of a great road - What are you growing and blooming for? Why are you teasing the lads? - Why wouldn't I grow and bloom, Why wouldn't I tease the lads Why wouldn't I tease the lads Throughout the whole summer Dear brother is riding off to war With a cap that hasn't been adorned - Go, dear sister, to the garden Adorn brother's cap She adorned it while singing She escorted him while weeping - Why are you weeping, dear sister, Are you mourning for the bloom? - I do not mourn for the bloom, I am sorry for you Warriors have a short life Like a summer's afternoon Like a summer's afternoon Like a bubble of water The spirit of a warrior Is sitting on the tip of a sword It's sitting on the tip of a sword By the side of a fire π€πΊπ‘οΈ