Hope

Here I am

Back on the homeland

The great violated land

Destroyed, cleared, contaminated and devastated

The mighty forests burned

A lunar landscape formed

Soils sealed and forbidden

Sickening land

And yet I am here and hold the fort

For I was born in the Ruhr area

And something new arises

With every seed, with every planting

With every weighing down to earth

My kiss and my caress

The presumed dead is waking up

And stretches after a horrid dream

Back I am and stand here

With the shepherd‘s stick in hand

On this beloved land.