«Jazz, harmonika! Boredom... Boredom... / Fingers, strewn up and down in streams. / Drink it with me! Drink down, you bitch, rotten! / Drink with me! You’ve been loved at full stretch and worn all o’er, / Drives me mad! / Off with staring at me with your deep blue globs! / Feel like ...»
«Dröhn, Harmonika. Lange... weile... / In Strömen fließen die Finger dahin. / Trink mit mir, du räudige Schnalle, / Immer nur rin. Sie guckten dich aus, dich mal ranzunehmen – / Mir schnürt's die Kehle. / Was glotzt du so blau, mit spritzenden Tränen? / Eins auf die Fresse gefäl...»
«No regrets, no cries, no pain will ever / Touch my heart like blossoms touch a tree / Withering with autumn, I will never / Be the young man that I used to be You, my heart, are slowing down already / As you’re freezing inch by inch inside / Barefooted, wild me — how upsetting! — / ...»
«You were watering a horse from your hands by the lake, / I was watching reflections dance, shiver and break. From my window I watched as your blue shawl unpinned, / Your black serpently curls flying free in the wind. In my shimmering dream, there was no greater bliss / Than to steal a sharp ...»