58. Pouring Rain

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Outside wept boring rain,
Everyone talked about his trouble, Pour, pour, pour, Pour us two,

Let's drink for those who are not with us here now.

O God, well them there? Do they smile, When I took them in herself? Suffer me

Let me ... Let me ... Suffer!

God answered me wise
Eternal sky and gold stars: You are not hasty, listen to, but not hasty, Climb to me, you always have time.

While you are still among men - Learn to appreciate each day,

Teach people to love this world

And not only themselves, Teach people to rejoice always, When the sun rises. Teach me! Teach me!


Translated by: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCwjX73ptbRTPa9Nisxh_Tlw

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