German birds took flight towards the sky.
They soared, shaking feathers.
They took flight from coal,
seeking for something that could be more.
The sun didn\'t come to be;
no trace left of its nest
when the day wanted to check on them.
As long as life kept beholding,
and uncertainty embraced:
they wouldn\'t stop or take a cloud.
Even when the dust bit tails,
and the black smoke chased claws.
Even the moon wonders where they hide now;
such an unknown and mysterious place.
German birds took flight towards the sky.
When wilted flowers started to color again,
just then they realized:
\"May the unborn accept this gift, for the unborn\"...