I get up in the misty morning,
The sun hit in the face.
You're Lee, welcome friend,
Shoots up to me on porch?
Wide heavy doors!
Wind wafted through the window!
Songs are funny
Not heard for a long time!
With them in foggy morning
The sun and the wind in your face!
With them desirable friend
Rises up to me on porch!
3 October 1901
