Sometimes Sofya would hum some new unfamiliar songs about the sky and about love, or suddenly she would begin to recite poems about the fields and forests and the Volga. The mother listened, a smile on her face, swinging her head to the measure of the tune or rhythm, involuntarily yielding to the music.
Noizbehinka, Sofiak zeruari edo amodioari buruzko kanta berriren bat abesten zuen, ahapeka baina ahots ederrez; edo, ustekabean, landa eta basoen, Volgaren gaineko poemak errezitatzen zituen. Amak, irribarrez, entzun eta nahigabe mugitzen zuen burua poemen erritmoari jarraikiz, haien musikak menpean harturik.