Rums, wie die Fliege Autore: Wolfgang Borchert Copy Quote More from Wolfgang Borchert “You. Man at the machine and man in the workshop. If tomorrow they tell you you …” “Da steht ein Mann und spielt Xylophon. Er spielt einen rasenden Rhythmus. Und d…” “...in deinen süßen heißen mädchenheimlichen Mondrausch.” “Then she saw him stop and wipe his brow with his handkerchief. Once, twice. And…”