Translation:Here is a window anon ...

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Here is a window anon Where they have yet a sleepless night Wine may they have, or none Just sitting and talking light Only two of them sit, perchance With hands intertwined so tight And all houses, as you glance, Have at least each a light

Window, a cry in the night – Sign of the parted or met Hundreds of candles alight, Or maybe just three there set Restless, my mind goes on, On in the bitter night Mine is a window anon Bearing such lonely light

Pray for my house, my friend, as you pass Keep for my shining glass!

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