Grilled meat

The grate is standing the poor man stoned under the eyes of the dead eyes and desolate angles. . . Next door is the chestnut chestnut with curved branches, bent by the rabbit frequent and winds beside it illusions empty chase. . . Sometimes on the grill and sizzling meats, but the chosen men chew them, the others with the battered balls only chewed gums. . . The fugitive breathe smoke and cough, in front of the grate they accumulate at least to be warm, they only send a cup, but with cold water, to drink and swallow their wail. . .