Winter in the Village-Street Iarna pe uliţă
Straying flakes have dropped since last night A-nceput de ieri să cadă
Until now – and it‘s fine weather; Câte-un fulg, acum a stat,
Clouds, like bags of blue-black leather, Norii s-au mai răzbunat
Westwards burst, yet o‘er the village Spre apus, dar stau grămadă
Hang together. Peste sat.
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"Winter in the Village-Street" "Iarna pe uliţă"