Goodbye to the white house that lodged an entire year
Within it's four walls true love.
Goodbye extensive fields, pulverized roads.
Goodbye poor ranches and poor neighbors.
Goodbye golden fields of wheat, goodbye green pastures,
The refined herbs, those pesky crows...
Goodbye bulls and cows, goodbye horses and mules...
The train will take us to many countries-- countries you never knew.
I know I am a fool, dear house, in leaving you.
The peace that I discovered in you will not ever be found in another.
My adorned table I will not have in my life any longer,
And at night my comfy bed I will not sleep in.
In vain, it smiles, My hopes.
The anguish that depresses me, !Oh, house! Is this your vengeance?



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