Dialogues (1966)

Flower, how do you feel 
you are not able to change your place 
for you there are no other ways 
than standing still and whispering softly 
together with the wind.   

Wind, how do you feel 
why do you always change your mind 
one time you are so sweet and kind 
another time you destroy the land 
together with the sea.   

Sea, how does it feel 
to lie between the continents 
to carry ships on your hands 
and to drink the water that falls down 
out of a bursting cloud.   

Clouds, how do you feel 
why do you always want to stay 
when we need sun and why do you go away 
when we need some flee and why do you 
try to hide the sun   

Sun, how does it feel 
to be there up in the sky 
to look down on the earth from high 
and what do you think of things that happen 
down here in this world.   

Hello, moon, how are you 
you give your light in the dark of night 
and that’s what makes me feel alright 
please don’t let a cloud come along 
and hide you away.   

Tell me, Atlas, how does it feel 
to carry a world filled with hate 
a world where people are afraid 
to lose their money and luxuries 
that they don’t even deserve.   

And you, men, how would you feel 
if you would be dislodged of your own little place 
if your enemy would hit you in the face 
and took all your money and luxuries 
that neither you nor he deserves. 

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