Trafika Europe 4 - Armenian Rhapsody

The youngest daughter went to the spring, and found her sisters sitting there weeping bitterly.

"What has happened?” she cried anxiously.

“Don’t you know?” answered her eldest sister.

“Some day I’ll marry and have a son With hair of chestnut brown. One day, I know he’ll climb this tree And he’ll come tumbling down. Alas, alas, Kikos dear! Alas, dear Kikos is dead!”

“Alas, dear Kikos! Why have you left your poor old aunt behind?” wailed the youngest sister, and sat down with the other two. And she too began to weep. Finally the mother couldn’t bear the suspense any longer, and ran out to the spring herself. All three daughters ran to meet her.

“Come, quick, you poor unfortunate grandmother! Sce what has happened to your dear little grandson!”

“What grandson? And since when am I a grandmother?” cried the amazed woman.

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