No more talk to a hunger
About nothing but food
No more talk to the sun
About nothing but sunflowers
No more talk to the death skull
About nothing but flesh
No more talk to a lover
About nothing but love
Am I so cruel?
To make things stay?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The super-confident, almost regal tone of speech repeated with variations in stanzas 1-5 impresses me. But what does it lead to? I think (correct me if I'm wrong) the speaker is asking that people let go of what they are fixed on and understand well enough. Then new things will arrive, new interests come about. And the challenge will excite new activity.
Well, i believe that you understood it very well, yes we need to let things go but they are not gonna pass us by,