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The wind blows and is fierce ,
He looks at me and smiles ,
With scornful words and dissolute , — the smile of pride .
To the center of my heart I am grieved .

The wind blows , with clouds of dust .
Kindly he seems to be willing to come to me ;
[But] he neither goes nor comes .
Long , long , do I think of him .

The wind blew , and the sky was cloudy ;
Before a day elapses , it is cloudy again .
I awake , and cannot sleep ;
I think of him , and gasp .

All cloudy is the darkness ,
And the thunder keeps muttering .
I awake and cannot sleep ;
I think of him , and my breast is full of pain .