«You are millions. We are hordes and hordes and hordes. / Try and take us on! / Yes, we are Scythians! Yes, we are Asians - / With slanted and greedy eyes! For you, the ages, for us a single hour. / We, like obedient slaves, / Held up a shield between two enemy races - / The Tatars and ...»
«A thick, heavy curtain at the door, / Mist beyond the nighttime window. / Now that you know fear, Don Juan / What's your hateful freedom worth? Cold and empty is the lavish bedroom, / Servants sleep in the still night. / From a blissful, foreign, distant land / Comes a rooster's song. ...»
«I am riveted to the tavern counter. / Long past drunk, I don't give a damn. / A sleigh has stolen my happiness / Away into the silvery smoke... It flew off in a sleigh, is buried deep / In the snows of time, in the reaches of years... / And it only sifts over my soul, / Like a silvery m...»
«O ja, ich will im Wahnsinn leben: / All das, was existiert – verew’gen, / Das Unpersönliche – beseelen / Und inkarniern, was nie geschehn! Mag mich des Lebens Alb ersticken, / Im Träumen schöpf ich wieder Luft, – / Vielleicht, dass einst ein Jüngling glücklich / Aus ferner ...»