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Mittwoch, 26. Februar 2014

Könnte ich

die Hoffnung halten
ehe sie den Bach hinuntergeht

die Träume retten
ehe sie davonschwimmen

den Mut verankern
ehe er zerbricht

könnte ich ankommen
ehe ich fortgehe

(Annemarie Schnitt)

I wish you were here
autumn is the hardest season
the leaves are all falling
and they're falling like they're falling in love with the ground
and the trees are naked and lonely
I keep trying to tell them
new leaves will come around in the spring
but you can't tell trees those things
they're like me they just stand there
and don't listen

(Andrea Gibson)