Poems by Bertolt Brecht

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My young son asks me: Must I learn mathematics?
Who built the seven gates of Thebes?
Show me the way to the next whiskey bar
Contemplating Hell, as I once heard it,
From the play "Mother Courage"
I never loved you more, ma soeur
I want to go with the one I love.
[Original Poem]
Timur, I hear, took the trouble to conquer the earth.
[Original Poem]
Oh, the shark has pretty teeth, dear
My young son asks me: Must I learn mathematics?
When the Academy of Arts demanded freedom
Let others speak of her shame,
After the wailing had already begun
The critical attitude
We embrace.
Who built Thebes of the seven gates?
You little box, held to me escaping
Send me a leaf, but from a bush
Peoples of the world, together
On my wall hangs a Japanese carving,
After the uprising of the 17th June
My love
[Original Poem]
So there you sit. And how much blood was shed
And because a man is human
The industrialist is having his aeroplane serviced.