The Milkmaid LyricsThe figure of the young milkmaid
Is full of live plasticity
The picture of the young milkmaid
Is full of virtuosity

The rhythm of patient work is there
— It's in her arms, her legs, her waist
The look is guarded and severe
In her clean young open face

See what her snow-white smock reveals
Stretched by her blooming young body;
She lifts her heavy milking pails
— But she's cultured — not just anybody

She's radiant with happiness
And content with her fulfilled life;
Shе's beautiful and so graceful;
She would makе someone a good wife

And we can sense in her movements
Rhythmic devices: she'll master
Technological improvement
That makes progress happen faster

The picture of the young milkmaid
Is made only of mosaic
But it's a monumental work
Healthy, joyful and heroicYou might also like