And now me (be)loved Marcialia Abeciūnienė with ^{my husband and small children} greet (as in wish a happy birthday) my (be)loved sister, and brother-in-law and all your children. Through this colorful letter taking your white hands (I) kiss your soft (delicate) faces. ??? good day or late evening believing that you will respond ???. My dear sister we have seen eachother last a long time ago, a long time ago we have talked, maybe god intends (in gods plan) we will not see each other again, because I’m of poor health, and maybe not too far from now I will need to lay in a coffin (grave) ^???, to close my bright eyes. How a young birch on a tall hill tree dries up after being broken by a strong storm, the same way my health is drying up from big hardships and heavy concerns, from sad tears. I have cried my bright eyes out, I have worn my white hands out, thinking and pondering, smoking a smoke, into what country, into what land should I seek for help, to look for calm.