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A Little gril in Strasbourg

Dear Papa, why are you dressed up?
It's not even carnival time yet.
Is this a joke, what made you do it?
You stand before me in a soldier's uniform.
 
Oh no, my child, I'm going for the fatherland,
Yes, it's a duty that all fathers must go,
Kiss me, my girl, don't make me ashamed,
We'll see each other again at Christmas.
 
Tell me, Mama, what is that medal?
And this letter that the postman brings?
Tell me, Mama, is father dead?
Mama, I see sorrow consuming you.
 
Oh yes, my child, they shot him dead,
Let us now pray with tears for victory,
For the fatherland he shed his blood,
The best fathers fall in this war.
 
The snow covers the meadows at the city gate,
There sits the child from Strasbourg all alone.
She sits there despite the cold and suffering,
Around her there is no sunshine.
 
A man comes and wants to give alms,
But she recognizes the French uniform.
And she will never accept the charity,
To the enemy she then says with full anger:
 
Keep your money, because I keep my honor,
Go on now, French soldier!
I remain a child of the empire, despite the rifles,
To shake hands would be betrayal for me.
 
I prayed under this cathedral,
When mother died in the collapsed house.
And yes, she died for her ideals,
Because your bullet shot her life out.
 
My father died on one of the battlefields,
I haven't even seen the coffin.
He's somewhere in the woods now,
When will the pain ever go away?
 
You got Alsace and Lorraine,
You got millions of foreigners,
You got Germany and Bohemia,
But you will never have our little heart,
But our little heart will remain German!
 


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2024.11.29.

A summer without heat





The still air, the empty sky
The birds no longer fly
 

A summer without heat
Everything is gray around
No love between us
One cannot hope
In silence to think
To understand together
How much harm we do
With our own hands
 

A summer without heat
God, but why?
 

The still air, the empty sky
The birds no longer fly
The world is silent to rediscover
The love that no longer exists
 

You look at me, you want to speak to me
But you hear a cry down there
A child playing alone
Waiting for a tomorrow for him
A tomorrow that knows how to give
What is missing today
 

A summer without sun
God, but why?
A summer without heat
 


2024.11.29.

accustomed





Why are you crying
And I drink my cognac, and as if out of spite it doesn’t get to me
I greet the dawn hugging a bottle, what an idiot
I greet the dawn, what a fool, what an idiot, I greet the dawn
 

I’ll close myself off from everyone, I’ll forget who I am
A psychological death, but I’ll muster the courage to call you, albeit still numb and detached
Just understand that I am who I am, I’m still yours
Just understand that I am who I am, I’m obsessed with you
 

Why are you crying
And I drink my cognac, and as if out of spite it doesn’t get to me
I greet the dawn hugging a bottle, what an idiot
I greet the dawn, what a fool, what an idiot, I greet the dawn
 

You’re no longer here, I can’t accept that
No, you’re alive, but died before my eyes
It hurts so, having lost you that way
I won’t wait for your anymore
I loved just once, and then searched for something similar
Thousands of faces, but not one of them (It’s not you)
Oh how I long for your touch
Oh how I’ve become accustomed to you
 

Why are you crying
And I drink my cognac, and as if out of spite it doesn’t get to me
I greet the dawn hugging a bottle, what an idiot
I greet the dawn, what a fool, what an idiot, I greet the dawn
 


2024.11.29.

She Will Leave





Mysterious is
That feeling that
Makes your eyes rest on her
You are a child
You suffer because she
When she passes, doesn’t notice you
You don’t know why
But you search within yourself
Emotions never felt with her
And at night now
It’s fire inside you
You wake up suddenly crying
 

When she leaves
Nothing of her will remain
And on the empty beach, you will walk
And the cold of autumn you will already feel
When she leaves
Nothing of her will remain
 

You head toward a train
You still seek her
The game of love is not over
You run among the people
Who pass indifferently
Your fantasy flies away from her
You see on her face
The shadow of a smile
Maybe she understands, maybe she knows
 

Now she will leave
Nothing of her will remain
 

Now she will leave
Nothing of her will remain
It’s not strawberry time
You cry and scream inside yourself
 


2024.11.29.

The Jester





Why don't we laugh anymore?
Silence now waits for you
 

Come to entertain
Jump and joke again
You must satisfy
Your demanding lord
 

Laugh, but inside it’s not like that
You can't cry if you want
 

Sing and play, come on
You can’t stop
You must give up
The desire to run away
 

They are laughing, you did it
Return to yourself, in your pain
 

Laugh, but inside it’s not like that
You can't cry if you want
 

Sing and play, come on
You can’t stop
You must give up
The desire to run away
 

They are laughing, you did it
Return to yourself, in your pain
 

Sing and play, come on
You can’t stop
You must give up
The desire to run away