Who said: "Everything has completely burned up Don’t throw any more seeds onto the Earth"? Who said that the Earth has died? No! She was just hibernating for awhile. You can’t pull motherhood from the Land, You can’t take it away, just as you can’t bail out the sea. Who believed that the Earth had burned away? No! She only turned black from grief. Like incisions lay the trenchs, And the heaps gaped like wounds, The exposed nerves of the Earth Know unearthly suffering. She will bear everything, she’ll wait it out. Don’t write off the Earth as a cripple! Who said that the Earth doesn’t sing, That she’d be silent forever? No! She rings, the moans are deafening, From all of her wounds, from her vents. Since the Earth is our soul, Don’t trample the soul with your boots! Who believed that the earth had burned up? No, she was only hibernating for awhile.
© Peter Struwwel. Translation, ?