| |  |  | Jankel Adler, No Man's Land, 1943 | 
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| nach nochtfá, a stór as an gclapsholas síoraí
 is m'ainm a rá
 éiríonn sé gruama i d'éagmais
 éagruthach agus gan bhrí
 
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| will You not appear from the never-ending dusk
 and whisper my name
 without You the world grows dark
 dark, amorphous, meaningless
 
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