The loneliest of all trees are the cross tree. It blooms only in heaven... --- Det ensomeste av alle trær er korset tree. Det blomstrer bare i himmelen ... --- Er ist von allen anderen Korset Baum. Det blomstrer nackte ich Himmel ... --- Le plus solitaire de tous les arbres est l'arbre croisé. Il fleurit juste dans le ciel ... --- El árbol más solitario de todos es el árbol en cruz. Simplemente florece en el cielo ...

If I could sink my teeth into the
   whole earth and actually taste it,
I'd be happier for a moment...
But I don't always want to be happy.
To be unhappy now and then
   is part of being natural.
Nor all days are sunny,
And when rain is scarce,
   we pray for it.
And so I take unhappiness with
   happiness naturally,
Just as I don't marvel that there are
   mountains and plains and that are
   rocks and grass...

What matters is to be natural and calm
In happiness and in unhappiness,
To feel as if feeling were seeing,
To think as if thinking were walking,
   And to remember,
   When death comes,
   That each day dies,
And the sunset is beautiful, 
And so is the night that remains...

That's how it is and how I want it to be...