Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Fetish Wrestling Cartoons
The year is small and is still in the cradle.
Santa went home in his forest.
But it still smells after donuts on the stairs.
The year is small and is still in the cradle.
You stand at the window and is getting old.
freeze the blackbirds. And starve the crows.
And the man has his love
Not long after the empty fields Sheaves.
The world is black and white, without colors.
would So like yellow and blue and red.
surrounded by children like the Pied Piper
dances proudly on the ice in January.
The Buzzard draws the circles close and closer.
It means that the days would get longer.
Man does not notice. And it's still true.
The clouds bring snow from foreign countries.
And no one stops her and asks inches.
New Year's was heard on all channels,
that also change some things under heaven
and, save us, to be much better.
The year is small and is still in the cradle.
is Yet hundreds of thousands of years old.
It dreams of peace. Or's dreams of war?
The year is small and is still in the cradle.
dies And in a year. And that is soon.
(Erich Kästner)
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