Question

un poema de lobos en ingles

Answer 1

Respuesta:

A winter night, so raw

that misery left the portal,

and in their hospital beds

sick mothers cried for their son,

with the cold of Evil in the soul

and the burning of absinthe in the veins,

after a sullen silence of anguish,

a poor drunkard sang in the tavern:

- Partner: do not go out, I have a feeling

something weird and unsightly on the sidewalk.

... The wolves invaded it howling ...

Look out, brother. The street is full!

They are the same ones who spy on your step

in the endless shadow of your path,

those who announce themselves in sordid troops

and in horrible hours they scratch the door.

Explicación:

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