Winnowing song; Anatolia

On the way to Alajahulik Boys and girls in the stubbled field White wind in the golden pile Blow the chaff from the grain. Toss high the kernels Let the fair wheat rain On the earthen threshing floor Wind blow the chaff from the grain. Blur sky of autumn harvest Bright dresses billowing Wind stirring the girls' black hair Blow the chaff from the grain.

We want to hear, did we miss an angle we should have covered? Should we come back to this topic? Or just give us a rating for this story. We want to hear from you.

Loading...

Loading...