Ganz verrückt macht einen diese Welt,Diese Nacht, dieser Duft, diese Sterne,Dieser Baum, der von Wurzel bis Krone erblüht ist!

THE SEA In my room by the seashore,I can tell without going to the windowThat the boats sailing outside Are carrying a cargo of watermelons. Just the way I used to.The sea likes to hold its mirrorAcross the ceiling of my room:It likes to make me angry. The smell of seaweedAnd the fishing-ground poles pulled ashoreRemind the children who live by the seaOf nothing at all.