В Вайсбрухе
будет ли
разрушение человечества
с титульного листа
вырванный
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Im Weissbruch
wird der
Abbruch
der Menschheit
aus dem
Titelblatt
herausgerissen
That’s why I think
the experiences
In the memory
together
Because the past
daily his
accountability
want
There is none
Freedom i do
i mean
because it was
is forgotten
In the children’s hand
The stranger in me
has made me a troublemaker
myself and
of the
homeland
which i never knew
made
Reality
puts everything daily
to disposal
us ready
Even though we are out
our failure
nothing
remove to
want
The conscience
does not give up
until we have learned it
Ik bin myn hier
Ik bin al myn fel
Myn siel is my
boud fan de essinsje sa
The Living
Is itself
Whether one is now valid
Has or not
The human
Life is one
Voice interception
from inside and outside
The determination
After with awe
Before your own
Existence and the
The others
We do in everyone
Breath to the
Budget of things
For the purpose of
Bodily and
emotional eating
Who has done
Power and must
To those who do not
Have protection
And accommodation
To grant
Knowledge
One must daily
The morning dew
Wipe and
try again
The way to
New shores
O Vivir
é a propia
unha aplicación
ten ou non pode
O humano
A vida é un
presas votos
dende dentro e por fóra
a determinación
para impresionar
antes do propio
Existencia eo
outro
Facemos en calquera
respiración por
Cousas domésticas
a fin de
física e
comer emocional
Quen fai ten
poder
e debe
onde ningún
ter protección
e aloxamento
conceder
o coñecemento
ten que diariamente
o orballo da mañá
limpe e
ténteo de novo
o camiño para
novos horizontes
In the odors
Is mixed
What we do
Substrate dismissed
In the sea
Stifle our
Relatives at the
Rubbish and the
Plastic we do
For recycling
No longer needed
The May beetles are
The peasants
The frost to the
become Plage
The bloom
At every hedge
Has become a memorial
The paradise
From which we thrown
The unrest keeps us
day and night
To the trot
early morning
Loneliness
In which we are endlessly busy
To mind and body
Sick and needy
Without food
For the mind
Without balsam
And salvation
Everyone
In it
Own cross
His
own way
Esans yo
melanje
sa nou di
Underground lage
lanmè
étoufé nou an
fanmi sou
Kras ak
Plastik nou
pou resiklaj
pa gen okenn ankò itilize
Skarabe a se
kiltivatè yo nan
jèl la
vin Plage
Ekspozisyon a floral
nan chak lizyè
te vin devni yon janm bliye
paradi a
soti nan ki nou jete
ajitasyon nan kenbe nou
Lajounen kou lannwit
pi vit nan nan
byen bonè nan maten
solitid la
nan ki nou infiniman okipe
nan tèt ou ansanm ak tout kò
malad ak malere
san manje
pou tèt ou la
pa gen okenn renmèd
ak sali
chak jwenn
dwe nan li
pwòp kwa
l ‚
pwòp fason
Around the
Self-esteem
Turn around
The fragile
In itself
Even to care
Ask for one
tenderness
To your own
to fail
In important things
It demands
The goodness
The protection
Of one ’s own life
How to
Otherwise the
Other
to encounter
The attention
of unknown
eyes
The A
Fire
to ignite
For a long time
much later
after
the first
encounter
