The weather is bleak,

there is a flu, the sun burns --


inside the people.


Het is koud en guur,Ein raues Wetter,
de mensen zijn grieperig --es gibt Grippe, die Sonne --
in hen brandt de zon.brennt in den Menschen.

Poem H0368
Den Hoorn (Texel), 2012-10-19

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