Write me what you're wearing! Is it warm?
Write me how you lie! Do you lie there softly?
Write me how you look! Is it still the same?
Write me what you're missing! Is it my arm?
Write me how you are! Have you been spared?
Write me what they're doing! Do you have enough courage?
Write me what you're doing! Is it good?
Write me, who are you thinking of? Is it me?
Freely, I've given you only my questions.
And I hear the answers, how they fall.
When you're tired, I can't carry it for you.
If you're hungry, I have nothing for you to eat.
And so now I leave the world
No longer there, as if I've forgotten you.
حقا انني اعيش في زمان اسود
الكلمه الطيبه لا تجد من يسمعها
الجبهه الصافيه تفضح الخيانه
ومن لا يزال يضحك
لم يسمع بالنبا الرهيب بعد
The thinking man often rebuked his girlfriend because of her extravagance. Once he discovered four pairs of shoes in her room. “I also have four different kinds of feet,” she excused herself.
The thinking man laughed and asked: “So what do you do, when one pair is worn out?” At that, she realized he was not yet quite in the picture and said, “I made a mistake, I have five different kinds of feet.” With that the thinking man was finally in the picture.
Unhappy the land that is in need of heroes
Bertolt BrechtStichwörter: happiness patriotism heroism role-models
Τα λογια σου ειναι σκοτεινα..κι οσο και να μιλας τιποτα δεν φωτιζεις..
Τι να τον κανω το σκοπο σου??
Η σταση σου μου αρκει
Happy is the people who need no heroes.
Bertolt BrechtFor once you must try not to shirk the facts:
Mankind is kept alive by bestial acts.
Grub first, then ethics.
Bertolt BrechtBei den Hochgestellten gilt das Reden vom Essen als niedrig. Das kommt: sie haben schon gegessen.
Bertolt BrechtStichwörter: equality rich inequality poor
مرحباً بك أيتها الرنجة. يا وجبة الفقراء. أنت يا مشبع البطون في كل الأوقات.يا أيها الألم المملح في الأمعاء. من البحر جئت، وإلى الأرض تعود. أنت القوة التي تقطع أشجار الغابة و تزرع الحقول، وتسير الآلات التي يسمونها العمال . أنت أيتها الوضيعة. لو لم توجدي لرحنا نطلب من الضيعة لحم الخنزير. فكيف يكون عندئذ مصير فنلندا؟
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