Lajos Aprily: She Went To The Garden Translated By Rongyi Poem by Rongyi Rongybaba

Lajos Aprily

She went to the garden

Oh God, I can not imagine your garden

Your flowers and lawn

I don’t know how they are done.

I only know one early morning of June

With her painful heart and sore legs

My Mother went out to my garden

Oh God, she was filled with fears

Many shadows haunted her.

But still with her worn tender hands

She wanted to weed my garden

Her lithe body always been in move

I don’t believe she like to sit now,

Please in your garden don’t make her idle

That would torture her soul,

Please in your field don’t keep only flowers

For her sake sow some weeds around

And she can take care of your lilies and asphodels.