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| + | <head><title> exiled </head></title> | ||
| + | Fanny hurry. We’ve got to go! | ||
| + | The bath isn’t only yours, | ||
| + | We meet in two in front the door. | ||
| + | Veit, you’re up next. Set games aside, | ||
| + | do your bed- | ||
| + | Oh child, you still got work for school to do? | ||
| + | I cut you some slack, get it settled, | ||
| + | We lift in a few seconds. | ||
| + | Next up front, Care-taking is due. | ||
| + | Hermann? Still depressed? | ||
| + | Not able to work. | ||
| + | A Schlamassel, Liegst bald dich fest. | ||
| + | Pain? What else left to feel? | ||
| + | At least the more it hurts, | ||
| + | the more you’ll know it’s real. | ||
| + | Anyway. | ||
| + | My fingers burn | ||
| + | by running needles; | ||
| + | take a sip and sit up straight, | ||
| + | this badge is crucial | ||
| + | to make ends meet. | ||
| + | Please wait, I gotta send this straight | ||
| + | to the news. | ||
| + | There must be someone left I knew… | ||
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| + | Be so kind, | ||
| + | If we can find,- if it’s just a few, | ||
| + | our little ones may see the past | ||
| + | and keep the future. | ||
| + | My mum once said: | ||
| + | Afile der raykhster zeyger hot nit mer vi zekhtsik minut. | ||
| + | and she was right, daytime is fading, | ||
| + | but work is not. | ||
| + | A language skill won’t drop | ||
| + | out of heaven above. | ||
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| + | Finally, | ||
| + | resting is barely achievable | ||
| + | again females like me kit what’s left. | ||
| + | Is it our duty? | ||
Version vom 20. Februar 2023, 23:47 Uhr
<head><title> exiled </head></title> Fanny hurry. We’ve got to go! The bath isn’t only yours, We meet in two in front the door. Veit, you’re up next. Set games aside, do your bed- Oh child, you still got work for school to do? I cut you some slack, get it settled, We lift in a few seconds. Next up front, Care-taking is due. Hermann? Still depressed? Not able to work. A Schlamassel, Liegst bald dich fest. Pain? What else left to feel? At least the more it hurts, the more you’ll know it’s real. Anyway. My fingers burn by running needles; take a sip and sit up straight, this badge is crucial to make ends meet. Please wait, I gotta send this straight to the news. There must be someone left I knew…
Be so kind, If we can find,- if it’s just a few, our little ones may see the past and keep the future. My mum once said: Afile der raykhster zeyger hot nit mer vi zekhtsik minut. and she was right, daytime is fading, but work is not. A language skill won’t drop out of heaven above.
Finally, resting is barely achievable again females like me kit what’s left. Is it our duty?
