It's night already,
the crickets remain silent.
I've been left alone
Kostas, if crickets won't even speak to thee, you can bet you they'll never speak to me! And it's not the which JC rode upon, but the you bare inside the men's john. bri :)
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I would like to translate this poem
At least you hear crickets, sometimes,