You know the land where bloom the guns?
You do not know it? You will get to know it!
where the officers stand proudly and boldly
in the offices as if they were barracks.
grow there under the tie corporal heads.
invisible And you wear helmets there.
faces have been there, but no heads.
And who goes to bed planted, also continued on!
If there is a boss wants something
- and it's his profession do something -
is the mind first and second, attention still.
The Eyes right! And roll with the back bone!
The children come there with small spores
and towed to crown the world.
where one is not born as a civilian.
There is transported, who keeps his mouth shut.
You know the land? It could be happy.
It could be happy and make her happy!
There is arable land, coal, steel and stone
and diligence and strength and other nice things. There
self spirit and goodness there's now and then!
And true heroism. But not many.
where a child is in every other man
That is to play with toy soldiers.
reaches maturity not freedom. There they will remain green.
What also builds - there are always barracks.
You know the land where bloom the guns?
You do not know it? You'll learn about it.
Erich Kaestner
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image : Potsdam-tin soldiers, the King's Regiment No. 15 (1799-1807) Author: Max Bauer (1898-1988)
Attribution : Bundesarchiv, Bild 170-334 / Max Baur / CC-BY-SA
Music: Michael Cretu - Tin Soldier
From the book : Kästner for adults 1 - License edition of the German Book Federal - 03 772 / 1 -
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