ABOUT, how madly outside


You, poor, naked wretches.
Lire

ABOUT, how madly outside
revet, raging storm of evil,
The clouds rush, pouring rain,
And the wind howls, breathless!
dreadful night! On such a night
I feel sorry for the people, homeless people,
Compassion makes me -
The crude cold arms!..
To fight the darkness and the rain,
Sufferers fate sharing…
ABOUT, how madly outside
raging wind, iznyvaya!

24 August 1899

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