So lach doch mal
"Would that I could move my heart;
And laugh just once! Feel joy just once!
Already the lark strikes out at the heavens,
And the nightingale comes out in the wood,
At what do you stare in the evening gloom?
The flowers smell sweet in the grass, the birds sing overhead,
Yet you stay still and pale."
- old German folksong,
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