In spring I go to war
To sing or to die.
What do I care for my own troubles?
Today I shatter them, laughing in pieces.
Oh, Brothers, know that young spring came
In a whirlwind.
Quickly throw off tired grief
And follow her in a host.
I have never felt so strongly
How much love-you/">I love you, Oh, Germany,
As the magic of spring surrounds you
Amidst the bustle of war.
Spring
Ernst Toller
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Poem topics: I love you, grief, magic, never, today, young, tired, follow, love, war, spring, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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