in vain, I rushed down to the lake
saved
I prepared a ship and went with a small prayer
so I was scared
the sun shone and the water seeped
sunny, sunny the flies die
but today I have to save as many flies as possible
with scoff at a ship I have in each hand - so
I throw it into the abyss and try
to bring the flies in
but since now that the rivers fight
with the current and the water
so the day
itself came around, it started to fight with ° the city disease
which had already killed so many
I can't catch my breath and grow older with each passing
I need a miracle
Because I'm drowning in sins
I try to get around
I pull ashore and save myself back to the bank
I lay down on a hot stone and let myself be burned again
I throw myself into the hole and try
to draw the flies in
but now they reach their rivers, which are fighting against the
current and the water
gusts, every drenched
coat feels how the boat has arrived and the strongest current
and the land gradually approached
he is both on sea and land rescuing
the flies that perish here
It's fine by itself, it's always a struggle and nowhere is there peace, but someone has to die. The days are long. />

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