Lyrical Reflection XXII
Early summer eveningAntje van der Maas Slowly the day draws to a close The sun is almost gone Still gently beguiling my senses A scent of
M.L.
June 20, 2023
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Early summer eveningAntje van der Maas Slowly the day draws to a close The sun is almost gone Still gently beguiling my senses A scent of
Broken dishes Antje van der Maas They argued over the emperor's beard It was about a chicken soup After her parents' house style He was the
Highwayman Antje van der Maas It seems to us that your automobile consumes too much for our city That's why we have to teach you To walk your day's work
A light Antje van der Maas A light that shines ahead of us Makes us see and makes our eyes shine Draws young and old into
Angry Young Man Antje van der Maas What are you shouting and scolding And threatening with your finger And yet with every word you only make it
Life is beautiful Antje van der Maas Life is beautiful How could I have forgotten to see the sky, to walk on the water?
Get out of hereHermann van Veen Get out of here, get out of here, get out of hereMake way, otherwise there'll be a fightWe're late and don't have timeGet out of here quickly,
Sick days Antje van der Maas The days pass almost unnoticed The one is followed by the other Nothing that lifts the heart or makes it feel better.
When it blows, it blows Antje van der Maas The air was still The land lay in twilight All senses numbed The lambs slept softly
The tolerant Antje van der Maas She endured it Trapped in life Insulted and beaten And yet not gone She endured it The
Mistrust them Antje van der Maas They say they mean well with you And wear a pious face They say,
Jens Fischer Rodrian You ignore the silent cries You overlook the quiet tears You become silent when asked You should be ashamed of yourself
The fly agaric Antje van der Maas It stood coquettishly at the edge of the path Blown by brightly colored leaves Its red remained reasonably unrecognized Tanned by rain and wind
Birds migrating on the horizon Antje van der Maas Birds migrating on the horizon Gather for the great journey Shrieking, screaming they call Soon, oh soon already
Everything just borrowed Jens Fischer Rodrian So many things we want we want them out of vanity because all the things we have to
Nameless Antje van der Maas When he was still fresh and young in years, he wanted to embrace the day, the night and the whole world in general
The value of time Antje van der Maas The bumblebee sinks into the thimble She sucks and flies on, as she always does She knows
Lost friends Antje van der Maas Once upon a time there were two friends They loved each other so much One saw clouds gathering And said: Come on, let's go!
You me too Die Fantastischen Vier Why doesn't anyone know what's true in the end? Why do I only turn to what the
Green prospects Antje van der Maas It's so green It's sprouting colorful ideas It sounds so beautiful We'll see what happens later
Stolen childhood Antje van der Maas. The songs sounded loud Lively and bright The limbs always fidgety The mouth so fast How fresh the ideas
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