Maybe you think?

The special birthday

in you will not see me

he also passes

and you say - maybe -

one day: "Yes, it was nice to see that

the money gave, but..."

This, however, my dear, is it, what me

would interest.

I do not know any more what gave one to me in that

Days, knew only: all loves were present,

those loves, they have become long ago dust.

Money and property? As nicely, like charmingly, I grant all that, nevertheless, sincerely to you.

Yes, heart...! It is this what I meant:

never forget that somewhere a heart is still,

the fact that still knows which there was the small boys,
the sunshine, as him my father called.