With harmony you cannot really
harass: According to Boerewitch
it is foggy and a natural building block to speak about-
So the romantic lameness of a answer
is anonymous asserted by the indiscrete text’s
epidemic positions.
Accordingly R.H. Unknown alleges, that the ailment
for the stomach of refute is only reducing
by a answer’s enormous potential to confess
and to reflect.
The only hallmark of the life expectancy of the melancholically affected,
is to comically tempt, with a grin coming from the stomach,
by only praising the relationships
or by feeding hornbills.
While you really with a astonishing question
want to canvass people, with a warm sensitive little voice,
in conversations wanting to plant some thoughts, to later follow the ear
to the waiting rooms: I do not use anything –
Mit der melancholie ist durchaus nicht zu sprechen!
In following of Johannes Chohl’s terrifying prosody
about the melancholy! The last part is recorded by Heindrich Spiegel.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem