Freiburger Zeitgeistlyrik: Satis Shroff 1. Chirps in my Garden 2.Dance of the Birch Trees 3. Gloomy Autumn 4. A Train Journey CHIRPS IN MY GARDEN Ach , To lie in bed And listen to the birds sing. I peer at the pine trees above, Heavily laden with fluffy snow, Like sentinels of the Black Forest. I spy something moving: Three deer with moist black noses, Sniffing the Kappler air, Strut among the low bushes In all their elegance, Only to vanish silently, Into the recesses of the Foret Noir. I hear the robin, Rotkehlchen , With its clear, loud, pearly tone, As it greets the day. Just before sunrise the black bird, Amsel , Which flies high on the tree tops, Delivers its early arias. The great titmouse stretches its wings And starts to sing. The brown sparrows turn up With their repertoire, Rap in the garden, Twitter and chirp aloud. All this noise makes the bullfinch alert, For it also wants to be heard. It ...
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