Meine Ruh' ist hin, Mein Herz ist schwer.

He who maintains he's right-if his the gift of tongues- Will have the last word certainly.

Schon war ich auch, und das war mein Verderben.

A true German can't stand the French, Yet willingly he drinks their wines.

Most of the appearance of mirth in the world is not mirth, it is art. The wounded spirit is not seen, but walks under a disguise.

And the sad act like lepers They stick to the shadows They long to ring bells of warning To tell of their coming So that the pure can shut their doors.

Diese Muhsal, durch noch Ungetanes schwer und wie gebunden hinzugehen, gleicht dem ungeschaffnen Gang des Schwanes. Und das Sterben, dieses Nichtmehrfassen jen…