Steppenwolf

Just a little piece of heart?

Give it all up!

Be crazy

Dance to the Fox Trot with the wolves;

the lust of werewolves.

Sleepless nights howling at the moon,

waiting for the reward of love.

In the steppe, you will feel lost;

And in the mount, alone.

"On top of the world or in the depths of despair":

so sang your fate...

Does a god ever have mercy on you

and reverse your frenzy, fitless between bourgeois,

wolf-man lost in the steppe, aimlessly unsound!

Neither salsa nor rock nor trail of immortal stars reaches you.

Damned!

Doomed Steppenwolf.