youth in MAY   
   Friedrich Gottlieb Klopstock (1724-1803)  
 The youth    saw silence of May, the garlanded 
 Leichtwehende Lock 'in the silver stream; 
 Reddish was his ring, as of the east, 
 He looked, and smiled gently. 
 was furious a storm on the mountains her '! 
 The ash, the fir ', and oak, broke 
 And with rock fell from the maple 
 trembling head of the mountain. 
 quiet slumbers' by the brook, one of May, 
 sealed the loud thunder storm rage! 
 listens' and slept beweht, the golden age, 
 And woke up with Hesperus. 
 now you feel nothing of the misery 
 Graces How life laughs you. 
 on and arming yourself with the wisdom! 
 Because, young man, the flower fades!   
 
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
   MODELLO ♥ ♥ Benjamin Vahldiek 
 Costume; Styling: Tina Cassati