К "Грозовому перевалу"

As soon as I'm left alone
The devil wanders into my soul

And I pretend to myself
And I pretend to myself

I go out
To the old milestone
Insanely expecting
You [bad word] there
Knowing that I wait for you there
That I wait for you there [bad word]  [bad word] here at [bad word] 
Come
On a night with no moon

Because all of my being is now in pining
All of my being is now in pining

What formerly had cheered me
Now seems
Insignificant
Insignificant
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