A hand offering a hand to the other leaves the tingling
germinate in you, learn, may beetles fly like that ?
If youth kindled waves, that remembers our sea, there is
pass this info on to other waves ? His murmur - his noise
fills the night - Join me and love the nightly line
that begins and ends nowhere
in tenderness. never keep waiting for what you could
it annoys those who count on you to show others
how you know how to surpass yourself !
This is how waves are distributed
and can smooth out said love, even this one,
who never lose your way, lie down around you in voluptuousness.
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Autorentext

We Germans have a different way of using the word, we often say "du", by which we mean ourselves, as if one were speaking to oneself alone to a second person, this is perhaps due to the fact that Germans usually do not understand anything about sticking together through thick and thin , because they possess too little humor and self-love so that we always have to explain ourselves when we are happy, but always live alone as if the other "you" were a part of "you" of everything. It is the desperate last attempt to get something positive out of his humor... while only the trees stand silently around.