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Ingeborg Bachmann Ingeborg Bachmann
(1926 - 1973)
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Menschenlos
 
  Verwunschnes Wolkenschloß, in dem wir treiben...
Wer weiß, ob wir nicht schon durch viele Himmel
so ziehen mit verglasten Augen?
Wir, in die Zeit verbannt
und aus dem Raum gestoßen,
wir, Flieger durch die Nacht und Bodenlose.

Wer weiß, ob wir nicht schon um Gott geflogen,
und, weil wir pfeilschnell schäumten ohne ihn zu sehen
und unsre Samen weiterschleuderten,
um in noch dunkleren Geschlechtern fortzuleben,
jetzt schuldhaft treiben?

Wer weiß, ob wir nicht lange, lang schon sterben?
Der Wolkenball mit uns strebt immer höher.
Die dünne Luft lähmt heute schon die Hände,
und wenn die Stimme bricht und unser Atem steht...?
Bleibt Verwunschenheit für letzte Augenblicke?


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Chris Lane (5/14/2008 7:53:00 AM)
Menschenlos

Verwunschnes clouds Castle, where we drive
Who knows, if we do not have many sky
taking with glazed eyes?
at the time banned
and from the space gestoßen,
We flying through the night and land lots.

Who knows, if we do not already flown to God,
and, because we pfeilschnell without schäumten to see him
and our weiterschleuderten seeds,
to even darker fortzuleben sexes,
culpable driving now?

Who knows whether we are not long, long already dying?
The clouds ball with us always aiming higher.
The thin air already paralyzed the hands,
and if the voice breaks and our breathing is?
If Verwunschenheit for last moments?
John Tiong Chunghoo (7/28/2006 4:09:00 AM)
tak faham?
bu don?
what's this?
wakaranai?
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