The special birthday
in you will not see me
he also passes
and you say - maybe -
one day: "Yes, it was nice to see that
the money gave, but..."
This, however, my dear, is it, what me
I do not know any more what gave one to me in that
Days, knew only: all loves were present,
those loves, they have become long ago dust.
Money and property? As nicely, like charmingly, I grant all that, nevertheless, sincerely to you.
Yes, heart...! It is this what I meant:
never forget that somewhere a heart is still,
the fact that still knows which there was the small boys,
the sunshine, as him my father called.