„Hands Grumble on the Door“

„Hands Grumble on the Door“

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From „Ears In The Turrets Hear“

[…]
Hands grumble on the door,
[…]
Ships anchor off the bay,
Rain beats the sand and slates.
Shall I let in the stranger,
Shall I welcome the sailor,
Or stay till the day I die?

(Dylan Thomas, Ears In The Turrets Hear)