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Winter Evening
by: Alexander Pushkin

The storm wind covers the sky
Whirling the fleecy snow drifts,
Now it howls like a wolf,
Now it is crying, like a lost child,
Now rustling the decayed thatch
On our tumbledown roof,
Now, like a delayed traveller,
Knocking on our window pane!.


Our wretched little cottage
Is gloomy and dark!.
Why do you sit all silent
Hugging the window, old gran!?
Has the howling of the storm
Wearied you, at last, dear friend!?
Or are you dozing fitfully
Under the spinning wheel's humming!?





Let us drink, dearest friend
To my poor wasted youth!.
Let us drink from grief - Where's the glass!?
Our hearts at least will be lightened!.
Sing me a song of how the bluetit
Quietly lives across the sea!.
Sing me a song of how the young girl
Went to fetch water in the morning!.


The storm wind covers the sky
Whirling the fleecy snow drifts
Now it howls like a wolf,
Now it is crying, like a lost child!.
Let us drink, dearest friend
To my poor wasted youth!.
Let us drink from grief - Where's the glass!?
Our hearts at least will be lightened!.


can anyone tell me what its really about !?

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Best Answer - Chosen by Asker:

The storm wind covers the sky
Whirling the fleecy snow drifts,
Now it howls like a wolf,
Now it is crying, like a lost child,
Now rustling the decayed thatch
On our tumbledown roof,
Now, like a delayed traveller,
Knocking on our window pane!. :

This stanza shows imperfections of his life!.



Our wretched little cottage
Is gloomy and dark!.
Why do you sit all silent
Hugging the window, old gran!?
Has the howling of the storm
Wearied you, at last, dear friend!?
Or are you dozing fitfully
Under the spinning wheel's humming!?

Maybe he is missing someone!.


Let us drink, dearest friend
To my poor wasted youth!.
Let us drink from grief - Where's the glass!?
Our hearts at least will be lightened!.
Sing me a song of how the bluetit
Quietly lives across the sea!.
Sing me a song of how the young girl
Went to fetch water in the morning!.

He is wanting to relive the good old days!.


The storm wind covers the sky
Whirling the fleecy snow drifts
Now it howls like a wolf,
Now it is crying, like a lost child!.
Let us drink, dearest friend
To my poor wasted youth!.
Let us drink from grief - Where's the glass!?
Our hearts at least will be lightened!.

Saying, my life used to suck, so lets drink in memory of forgetting all these haunting things!.



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