La oss spørre oss frem i stedet for å svare oss bort... Let us ask ourselves forward instead of answering us away ... Fragen wir uns vorwärts, anstatt uns weg zu beantworten ...

Nothing of nothing remains,
We're nothing.
In the sun and air we put off briefly
The unbreakable darkness of damp earth
   Whose weight we'll have to bear---
Postponed corpses that procreate.

Laws passed, 
Statues seen,
Odes finished---
All have their grave.
If we, heaps of flesh
Made sanguine by an inner sun.
   Must set, then why not they ?
We're tales telling tales,
    Nothing ...