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How many leaves throughout the year
Will the cycle carry,
Bright, juicy, light flight,
Again and again, a turn.

Here and there they flutter
And give no peace,
The stream carries them away
Now to the west, now to the east.

They dream of reaching open space,
They build, they destroy, even in discord.
And not every moment is appreciated,
Whether by two or by one.

But a new time will come again,
The leaves will lie in the courtyard.
Those who seek will find out
And will not know their outcome.

Their spring winter
Is decided by the heavens,
Again, under the sparks of snow,
They will wait for their winds...

04.06.2010