Bertolt Brecht

My young son asks me:
Must I learn mathematics
What is the use,
I feel like saying

Contemplating Hell, as I once heard it,
My brother Shelley found it to be a place Much like the city of London
I,
Who do not live in London, but in Los Angeles,

Grace spare not and spare no
Passion nor
That a decent German
Flourish as do other lands

Schreib mir, was du anhast
Ist es warm
Schreib mir, wie du liegst
Liegst du auch weich

I want to go with the one I love
I do not want to calculate the cost
I do not want to think about whether it's good
I do not want to know whether he loves me

[Original]Ich will mit dem gehen, den ich liebe
Ich will nicht ausrechnen, was es kostet
Ich will nicht nachdenken, ob es gut ist
Ich will nicht wissen, ob er mich liebt

We embrace
Rich cloth under my
While yours touch poor fabric
A quick