This poem was translated by Ewald Osers:
Now I find myself remembering those times of my youth when I would wait anxiously for a "yes" or "no," or even more dreadfully, for that "maybe" to come out of their mouths. Funny how time runs so differently when the façades of eros are involved...
Philosophy
Remember the wise philosophers:
Life is but a moment.
And yet whenever we waited for our girlfriends
it was an eternity.
Now I find myself remembering those times of my youth when I would wait anxiously for a "yes" or "no," or even more dreadfully, for that "maybe" to come out of their mouths. Funny how time runs so differently when the façades of eros are involved...
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