
The following poem was in Chapter 6, the chapter we studied last week. I was particularly charmed by it and the accompanying drawing, which I am unable to reproduce for you here. So instead, I did a google image search for the picture above. Enjoy!
Piimaauto
Piimaauto veab piima.
Piimaauto peab viima
piima lastele linna,
lehm ei lähe maalt sinna.
Tip: if you are wondering how to pronounce this, Estonian is basically a phonetic language. Just hang on to the double letters (consonants and vowels) a little longer than normal, and you have it. It is really a lovely language.
Translation:
Milk Truck
The milk truck carries milk.
The milk truck has to carry
milk to the children in the town,
cows don't go from the country to there.
There is a certain charm to Estonian word play in a poem about milk trucks and cows. Sometimes it is finding pleasure in the small things that gets you through the day.
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