Rain sleet
or snow
cold wind that blow
homeless man
aint got nowhere to go
dirty clothes
upon his body
ragged shoes
upon his feet
homeless man
walk the ghetto street
deep in the woods
that where
you stay
for the night
then back to the city
come morning light
rain sleet
or snow
cold wind that blow
homeless man
aint got nowhere to go
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I would like to translate this poem