I Do Not Murmur, Even If My

At First I Was Almost About To Despair, I Thought I Never Could Bear It — But I Did I Bear It. The Question Remains: How?

God Will Forgive Me. It's His Job.

When The Heroes Go Off The Stage, The Clowns Come On.

Thinking Of Germany In The Night Robs Me Of My Sleep.

Glow-worms On The Ground Are Moving, As If In The Torch-dance Circling.