Commentary:
"I am the traveller, third-class,
My name is, Hello, how are you?
Is this seat taken? you may ask
Of the traveller in third class…
"The thing I've seen
And in between
Eleven months of the year
On the road with you, my dear:
Girls in white, men in black,
Dogs and cats, brass and tack,
Golden teeth, crooked track,
And then I take the train right back…
"The fields of grain
In snow and rain,
Eleven months of the year,
In the train across Ukraine:
Girls in black, men in white,
Children yell, women fight,
Golden dreams, dimming light,
Then I take the train all night…"
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