Maxioms by Goethe
What have they done to you my poor child?
What have they done to you my poor child?
He alone deserves liberty and life who daily must win them anew.
He alone deserves liberty and life who daily must win them anew.
My poor head is in such a whirl, my mind is all in bits.
My poor head is in such a whirl, my mind is all in bits.
