Ernst Toller

Here you will find the Poem Spring of poet Ernst Toller


In spring I go to war 
To sing or to die. 
What do I care for my own troubles? 
Today I shatter them, laughing in pieces. 

Oh, Brothers, know that young spring came
In a whirlwind. 
Quickly throw off tired grief 
And follow her in a host. 

I have never felt so strongly 
How much I love you, Oh, Germany, 
As the magic of spring surrounds you 
Amidst the bustle of war.