Time Is Like Roulette.

The wheel stops for a while
when you choose a number
or color to try your luck.
You win and you lose
and you gamble again.
Time frees you from the burden
of too much of everything.


Die Zeit ist wie ein Gluecksspiel.

Man gewinnt und man verliert.
und versucht immer wieder
das Rad zu drehen,
um das Glueck fuer sich zu finden.
Zeit macht frei von allem,
das zuviel und von allem,
das zu wenig ist.

 Reichtum und Mangel
Zwei  anziehende Pole, wir haben
Das Gleichgewicht zu finden.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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