From night and darkness, from the road
I come in familiar, old house;
Leave slush in rug, take off the coat.
Under a light of lamp a chaos.
The light is warm, the chaos is open:
Unvarnished, as exists, without masks.
Cold rain's still lashing roof of home -
Here just a music it's for us...
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