Rustende Waterval voor M.J. Everything is beautiful if you say it is waving adieu, adieu, adie In the end I find take no pleasure in the moon these very moons when they pile up are what bring us to old age!
Frail the white rose and frail are her hands that gave (A flower given to my daughter- James Joyce) Es brennt die Kerze auf meinem Tisch Für meine Mutter die ganze Nacht Für meine Mutter (Else Lasker Schüler) A woman waits for me II
The loving day, the mounting sun, the friend I am happy with A woman waits for me Fresh and rosy red the sun is mounting high  
 
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