We walked along the empty beach
Tree trunks and torn-up grass
Not a word passed our lips
Only the wind, the wind

Not a word passed our lips
Only the sand, the sand

When evening comes
And lies down with us in bed
We say adieu, my friend
We’ll see each other in another land

Not a word passed our lips

Then the sun came out
We looked at each other
We looked around
We had not fallen asleep here
The night had brought us here
Outside, no wind, no sand, no beach

Just you and me

You wandered through the grass
on which snow grew
A unicorn wobbled over the fence
The wren cried “Alarm”
No sun, only the moon

Then Bernhard came round the corner
A fast runner he was
But slow in old age
With heavy books in his sack
Salzburg is not my favourite city

In fact I hate Salzburg
That bloated confectioner’s little town
With the wretched violin teacher
And the beautiful English teacher
Lessons paid for by my grandfather

The teacher, shortly before the English lesson,
Was struck by an aerial bomb
It was the autumn of 1944
Yet everyone thought the confectioner’s town
Was of no interest to the bombers

I owe you nothing

in der zweiten hälfte 1945 hatten die siegermächte die fast vollständige kontrolle über das ehemalige hitler-deutschland. in vielen landkreisen gab es bekanntmachungen wie hier im kreis höxter. bei nichtbefolgen von anordnungen drohten strafen „mit ausnahme der todesstrafe“, wie es hier heißt. im obigen abschnitt sind NS-angehörige sehr detailliert aufgelistet, deren vermögen eingezogen wurde. position 39 übrigens die funktionäre des reichsrundfunks. der zeitungsauschnitt wird durch anklicken schön groß und gut lesbar.