English Translation

From "Der junge Deutsche" (The Young German) born 1921 39 fighting songs. We shout: We are the joy! We look brightly: we are the love. We break forward: we're the today And fight against shallow shoots And against what was yesterday. We storm against rigid narrowness - How strip against beige Massje - We rattle our fight against the lie of the alley: We! We, the new youth group! The flame hearts become swords - The young eyes ignite flags - Our weapons become harder. We joyfully walk new paths, The eye clear. The path is clear. We offer our hands silently and tread down dry weeds. Proudly hoping that death disappeared Sound our joyful songs In the early year. Let us fight! Let our breasts glow. Let us not dampen the fires! Let us give tender green journeys to the young God of life. Hans Lefte. (Left is a famous man!) Short letter to the West concerning relativity and its demise. The other day, I told Alfred that the fight was the father of things, but he didn't want it to be true, and he started to argue by saying that calm was the mother of things. As a result, he asked me to allow me to prove it to him and transformed him, in such a way that I calmed down his blood circle, and behold, he had hardly any cold feet, as well as the quarrel and conflict of the substances in his head moderated and thus became a significant 79