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Autumn Elegy Nikolajs Kurzens Translated by A.Z. Foreman Click to hear me recite the original Esperanto It rained all yesterday, today it's raining So too tomorrow drops will slip and strew Wearily as the weary minutes do Of this my life � aimless and dull and draining. Yes each day robs and washes me of something! Yes each night carries something else from me! No, of the past I've but a memory! No, for the future I am left with nothing! No more is the sky sliced by lightning blades No more the heavens shuddering with thunder. A phthisic wind is weeping in the corners, And rain and rain and rain � day after day.  And each day robs and washes me of something And each night carries something else from me And of the past I have but memory, And for the future I am left with nothing. The Original: Autuna Elegio Hierau pluvis, kaj hodiau pluvas kaj morgau same, lace glitos gutoj; kaj same, lace iros la minutoj de mia viv', sencela kaj enua. Ja ciu tag' forlavas rabe ion! ja c...