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Слушать(AI)I Never Loved You More
I never loved you more, ma
Than as I walked away from you that evening.
The forest swallowed me, the blue forest, ma
The blue forest and above it pale stars in the west.
I did not laugh, not one little bit, ma
As I playfully walked towards a dark fate –While the faces behind
Slowly paled in the evening of the blue forest.
Everything was grand that one night, ma
Never thereafter and never before –I admit it:
I was left with nothing but the big
And their hungry cries in the dark evening sky.
Bertolt Brecht
Eugen Berthold Friedrich Brecht (10 February 1898 – 14 August 1956), known professionally as Bertolt Brecht (German: [ˈbɛʁˌt̩ɔlt bʁɛçt] (About t
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