Memories of Happiness in history
Soothe the soul in misery.
Waiting for spring blossom
One must cope with winter.
No new creation comes into
Existence without pain
Every change without problems
Don’t lose heart, O branch!
Alas! Your dear leaves are falling down
But their sacrifices not in vain.
Your affection and care –
will not perish
They will grow on you again
Though in a different way would you be lain.
You will have to bear little pain.
Will have to stay in the winds again.
Crying over what it had to cope
The optimistic soul didn’t lose her hope.
So patient you are, O Branch!
Now time bends upon you.
No sign of sorrow now
You now have so many leaves on you.
For life, has always been a mixture
of ups and downs over your shoulders lain.
And for the wellness of ours
God had always been drinking poisonous bane.