Ko sem se po teh istih poteh sprehajala v zlati jeseni in beli zimi, sem sanjarila o sveži pomladi. Zdaj je tu, jaz pa še vedno ne dojemam. Čas je zagonetna stvar in nekatere stvari so prevelike za naše omejene zemeljske glave.
When I was walking these same paths in the past golden autumn and white winter, I was daydreaming about fresh spring. Now it is here and I still cannot grasp all that is happening. It is a tricky thing, the time, and some things are just too big for our limited earthy heads.