«Das Herz wird stumm, hat leisen Klang, / Und immer lauter wird Kampfmusik. / Doch eile nicht und wart` solang, / Es ist ein dunkler Augenblick, / Wenn du so denkst mit irrem Blick: / Das Herz sei stumm, im Kampf sei Klang. Je lauter klingt die Kampfmusik, / Umso viel süßer ist der Hei...»
«Ah, you azure globule, / planet very sad. / You and I, what’s doing? / What’s it all about? / We all squelch through gore / instead of doing more... Rivers brimmed with love / over you might flow.»
«This will happen, happen, / no way of avoiding this: / the birds will shrill above the town, / orchestras will play, / the air will grow more limpid, / the guns’ thud will be forgotten, / and the army of the frontier / will march home singing. / This will happen, happen — / I b...»
«All the earth, the whole planet, / is one big rush over there... / The road’s as taut / and vibrant as a string. / Wherever they may go, all / are bent on going there, / and no one comes this way, / but always over there, there. I’m left here all alone, / left simply alone. / ...»