Give meat to the dogs that are wailing -
See if they start fighting;
Give drunkards some cold saline -
See if hangover gets lighter.

Never let crows fatten -
Scare off greedy ravens,
But let lovers love - let ‘em
Stay in some quiet havens.

You must sow the seed and
Soon they will sprout if you seed ‘em...
Good, I will be obedient -
Only give me freedom!

Meat scraps to the dogs were given
But - look! - no fight followed;
Boozers got vodka, but even
Not a droplet was ever swallowed.

Scarecrows are not scarce -
But ravens don’t care a farthing;
Lovers are put in pairs -
But all they want is parting.

Soil is seeded, but - what a riddle! -
No sprouts emerge somehow...
I was yesterday given freedom -
What on earth shall I do with it now?..