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At Night

The wind ist howling
The rain ist pouring
Down onto roof and boards.
O tell me, my child,
Where will I find you,
When will we see each other again!
The world is big
And down into the bossom
Of the earth it pulls us. -
You are poor and naked
You are without a home! -
You will not see your child again.