Rain out the window
автор исходника на русском языке – [Кэт Грин]
The rain out the window did tear up the skies.
The lightning sews up the low cloud aggregation.
Through humming I hear inarticulate cries,
And see the sharp steeps of the retaliation.
The waterfall noise out the dark windowpane,
And tinkling of streams being run down the framing,
The sorrow’s unwept by astringent-like rain,
And summer outcries in a soundscape are gaming.
All puddles are gone, and the ocean’s spread out,
And people are hiding themselves by umbrellas.
The heaven’s crushed down like a fog all about,
The rain washed the earth with its tear novellas.
The droplets froze up on the slippery pane,
And rain lurked outside by the slumberous house.
The wind to the moon sings its lonely refrain,
And nature’s asleep in the grip of the powers.
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