if we surrender it will be our full sanity
From one sidewalk to the other
facades full of felled fugitives
sleeping in doorways
or dragging in shelters
And what kind of happiness is that?
Where are you little sister?
Where is the lamb?
Butchered under the sound of songs
produced by other-native throats;
welcomed here when they offered themselves wordlessly
to be sacrificed on the altar of Mammon
Now their sayings are more articulate
And prove persistent
as the biblical serpent;
welcomed here at an earlier stage and long dominating
the words of own-native throats
The law of the germs?
The law of the winds?
It has been so long since I opended a school book
Have not all schools drowned in the sea?
Brackish was the water
Dammed were the passions
In the polder the rich roman dresses never waved
I begged it on my knees
I hoped it came across
as titmice in formation
Yes give me wing lessons
Travel to regions far
Where the beer is warm and the little females cool
Where the eyeballs dazzle
Where raging camels are kept on a saddening short leash
Where you and I will copulate live under a gazing star;
opportunity givers we will be
But also here the law will not recognize us
Is there an other-native country where the law is not as shortsighted as everywhere?
therefore spitted on by whitened tongues
stinking of morcels of old food
served during forgotten bed banquets
therefore disturbing interruptions
the concentration relaxes to barren
no, definitely no focusing distraction
Wandering deer with candy hearts
Brake force exchanged with hurricane force
Fate balls fell at a somnolent pace
Within which lines did this formidable game unroll?
Look in the mirror little sister, look in the mirror
Do you see what I see?
Do you hear the magpies?
Oh how busy they are
black and white, white and black
Oh how much I love you
how you are lying there
pull off your sweater little sister, off, off
What a party of recognition
Do you remember?
Do you remember now?
Spring, summer, autumn, winter
The favorable interest rate came right on time, or am I saying too much?
Yes you know what I mean, I see it in you
Oh how beautiful you are and how strong you are and how creamy you are
and how everything you are little sister, everything, everything
Yes, let us buy a little baby
Hang the red white blue
to celebrate the abstinence between birth and death
Experience it out
and then labeled according to code, honor and knowing
Experience it in
Make the wish to want the world
Make the pigeon
Say no with the jester and say yes with the nomad
Stitches of gold thread
strengthen the weave
hold the glass beads fixed in a pattern of pale roses
witness to the tireless enthusiasm
with which the blind embroiderer throws herself on her needle
Will the fragrance of old cigar boxes continue to confuse for centuries?
And listen to the silence of the wolves
freeze in orange shelters
cry silently when the tattoo bleeds open
bloom invisibly when the sunlight dims
will reap when the riot stops
Guests are not always welcome
No, not always
Winners are not always good champions
No, not always
Confidants are not always faithful followers
No, not always
Give me a horizon that bends
O generous offer
O blissful lethargy
Yes if only we could've been together like that forever
Bearings should be greased on time otherwise they get stuck
No you do not know what I mean, I can hear it in you
Bunkers provide safety
Lies, if you ask me
Not that I want to condemn, no forget it;
in such an event everyone is under high tension, I understand
To the bridge and back
What a beautiful couple we were
Yes I admit it, I was crazy about you too
my sweet sweet lollipop
Come little sister, put your little hat on
Come little sister, put your little shoes on
and go go go
The weight of today is the new weight
While the heritage is being calculated
and while there is frontally getting adjusted
and while the colonized part is being calculated
destitute ducks fight bravely
And the swamp gets ready for the night
Hear the melancholy
Hear how the fruit close
© mc 1992-2014
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