(translated by Hans Martin Enzensberger)
My treasure flax is attractive
saw to her still none in such a way
but my treasure flax unfortunately
is not in truth my
like that the luck me was does not grant me
from my grief up-torn
the Doris loves me unfortunately not
and is the Doris does not love me
Largely is my heart pain
it me despises there
also half putrefies their toe
is my soul languishes
oh Magda, with us does not become that anything
with us only quite, beautiful Boris
the Doris does not love me unfortunately not
it already, but are you not the Doris
Oh as largely my emergency is
completely immeasurable
the Doris Brodt
abyss grotto is ugly
which I am here on ground connection still
in the midst of this buffoonery
the Doris does not love me unfortunately
and is the Doris does not love me