An autumn evening; constant faint rain taping the tin board
If I could have her arms tonight for an instant short
But half the world and the whole broken sea
Lie between her and me
The autumn rain reverberates in the courtyard,
Beating all night in first season chill against the barren mossy stone,
The sound of useless rain as if it was an instrument playing its part
Makes me feel more isolated and long alone
If she were here, she lives only few blocks away
The rain is mocking in contempt until the break of the day
My blood cries out to her all night; unattended in vain
The world is empty; besides the echo of the sleepless rain
Oh, the fitful alternations in the dark night, of the rain,
When the chill wind sobs in a languid whisper as with pain
Of the wind own heavy moisture, here and there in the cold air
Drives through the gray and beamless fearful atmosphere
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