Wyozeck
-Marie, sing us a song!
-I can't.
-Why?
-Because.
-Why because?
-Come here.
I tell you a story.
Once upon a time, there was a
poor child, with no mom and dad.
Everything was dead and
not a soul was left in the world.
She went out and searched
day and night.
Since nobody was left on earth,
she wanted to go to heaven.
And the moon looked
at her so friendly.
When she finally reached the moon,
it was a piece of rotten wood.
So, then she went to the sun...
...but when she got to the sun,
it was a wilted sunflower.
And when she went to the stars,
they were little golden bugs.
And when she wanted to return to
earth, it was an upside-down cauldron.
And she was all alone.
So, she sat down and started to cry.
And there she sits to this day,
all alone.
-Marie, sing us a song!
-I can't.
-Why?
-Because.
-Why because?
-Come here.
I tell you a story.
Once upon a time, there was a
poor child, with no mom and dad.
Everything was dead and
not a soul was left in the world.
She went out and searched
day and night.
Since nobody was left on earth,
she wanted to go to heaven.
And the moon looked
at her so friendly.
When she finally reached the moon,
it was a piece of rotten wood.
So, then she went to the sun...
...but when she got to the sun,
it was a wilted sunflower.
And when she went to the stars,
they were little golden bugs.
And when she wanted to return to
earth, it was an upside-down cauldron.
And she was all alone.
So, she sat down and started to cry.
And there she sits to this day,
all alone.
teikt