Deutschland

by Ernst Toller

Through the grill of my cell
I see children playing.
Pinned there, shrinking there,
prison-years … torture-years …

Germany,
your sons will
no longer play
as children.

Translated by Eric Plattner

………………………………………………………………………..

Deutschland

by Ernst Toller

Durch das Gitter meiner Zelle
Seh ich Kinder spielen.
Eingespannt in enge Zelle,
Kerkerjahre … Marterjahre …

Deutschland,
Deine Söhne werden
Viele Jahre
Nicht mit Kindern spielen.

~ by Ep on June 16, 2010.

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