My dear, lay your hand here upon my heart, --
You hear how it thumps in the chamber part?
A carpenter dwells in there wickedly,
He's building a coffin just for me.
He bangs and he hammers all night and all day,
He's kept me forever awake this way,
Come on, Mister Carpenter, make it fast,
So I can get to sleep at last.
Posted by permission of the
translator ~ © 2009