呼啸的风是它死亡的哀歌。

The wind his death-lament.

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虽然再没有人用肩膀挡住呼啸的风，以冻僵的手指，为我掖好白色的围巾。 但愿灯象今夜一样亮着吧。

Although no one shoulder is blocking winds that blow, with frozen fingers, tucking a white scarf for me.

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“这是有趣的我只看到大自然可以做什么，说：”杰伊·洛佩兹，36弗里斯科，对，因为通过巴克斯顿呼啸的风。

"It's interesting to me to just see what Mother Nature can do," said Jay Lopez, 36, of Frisco, as the wind howled through Buxton.

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