اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Absorbing, feeling and desiring
You fade away spewing their words up
Rise to fall, lie to last
Look! Nothing is opening its arms...
Tangle of urges overflows
Staining every gesture and moment
Raise your head and grasp that jest
Anti-god lurks in non-existence
Mute words of those who know
Distort the mouths of deranged fools into a sneer
No war will be! No revolution!
The punishment is equal
Perfectly cold - no bond with this comedy
Another urges from outside change nothing
Hideous, complete in itself tangle of desires
And millions of hands stretched out
Towards the swallowing void
No cry-long desired dementia
