The wind throws branches,
it swishes the warmth away --
Time to say goodbye.
De wind strooit takken,
Der Wind streut Zweige,
zwiept de warmte het land uit --
peitscht die Wärme aus dem Land --
We nemen afscheid.
Wir sagen ade.
Poem H0350
Amsterdam, 2012-08-29
Collection
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The drama
Keyword
:
Goodbye: leaving
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