Josef Maria Mayer
ACT ONE
FIRST SCENE
(A physics student named Mark, and a
soldier on the street.)
MARK
Come with me, my soldier, in aunt Ellis
house!
There, the foolish people are open and
wide.
A universe it is, widely flee the
stars,
A space and a time, there convert
galaxies,
A macrocosm it is, much microcosms
there,
It is drowned by music, in full sound
is heard the word,
There you can find the Pope and the
Dalai Lama,
It is a kaleidoscope and a world view.
SOLDIER
In my country, they swea on
The German Basic Law, I will defend
The beautiful German forests, I love
the German homeland.
Whether aunt Elli for a fighter has a
rhyme?
Has Aunt Elli sense for heroic war,
For a peace without victory?
Because I defend the homeland of my
ancestors,
I was in the Hindu Kush and fought with
the Afghans.
MARK
Aunt Elli is indeed a pacifist, but
Soldiers, who in the bosom no hole have
yet,
They are still alive, despite all
struggle burdens
Honours aunt Elli also, like all human
dignity.
SOLDIER
And thee are for the blood and dust and
struggle sweat
Even the dark red wines and wines white
as gold?
MARK
Yes, not only wines red and white, and
golden beers,
Also Japan's plum wine and fruit
liqueurs.
SOLDIER
And is there for the man something to
bite? Meat?
MARK
Although aunt Elli eats only vegetarian
meals chaste,
But there's chocolate and honey for the
children,
For men but meat, yes, ducks, pigs,
cattle,
Chicken breast, from the tap to the leg
around,
Only rats does not exist and there
isn't any dog,
As in China you can eat. So I perceive
God's grandson,
The Mother of God's son, not even the
frog's legs!
But fish! Trout and crab salad,
Lobsters, crabs, and the rosy garnet
And white squid and finally oyster
mussels.
From this kitchen you can only whisper
the best.
SOLDIER
For death for the homeland I'm always
ready.
MARK
To aunt Elli's house the way is not so
far.
SECOND SCENE
(Aunt Elli's niece Luna, fourteen years
young, and the silver-haired thick bishop retires.)
BISHOP
You sweet girl Luna, sweet bitch,
Full bitch you like Helen of Sparta,
Who well yes just fourteen years
counted,
When Venus took her from Menelaus
And gave her to the handsome prince
Paris.
At the age of marriage consent you
Shall elect a man you so today.
The patriarch, uncle Edward,
Were you employed as his heir.
You know, uncle Edward is rich.
So, who takes you to his wedded wife,
Also gets money, which love all people.
LUNA
Oh, marrying is not the goal of mine.
Who wants to bind himself for a
lifetime already?
Can I now know who I later already
Will still love, whom I still now meet?
You yourself live but even without
woman,
My dear godfather, as a saintly bishop.
BISHOP
Although without a wife, but not
without love!
LUNA
You mean love for the Virgin Mary?
BISHOP
Yes, yes, certainly, the Virgin Mary,
But these children also of the parish,
Especially this altar-boys
Are beautiful, each one is a Cupid,
Which me with their arrows pierced the
heart.
LUNA
And why do you ever get really retired?
BISHOP
Oh, my love for the altar
Was for my superiors too great...
LUNA
Now what do you do in your freedom,
uncle?
BISHOP
I dense in Platonic poetics
Of philosophers and of pederasty.
I always think of the altar,
The cute boy with the rosy ass.
LUNA
The girls do not interest you very
much?
BISHOP
The girls? I still praise chastity!
But ah, but alas, the sweet boy
Jesus...
THIRD SCENE
(Aunt Elli, Doctor Church, Luna, Mister
Goldman, who is a rich man, later Anna is added, which is aunt Elli's
best friend.)
AUNT ELLI
My dear Doctor Church, what ill have
Edward?
What suffers his body? This was
revealed to me.
DOCTOR CHURCH
Blood cells in blood, the red and the
white,
In the blood play war and bite like
enemies,
And in the veins run in most fast-paced
run,
The whites still eat the reds hungry.
AUNT ELLI
Whether he will still experience it,
when Luna mated to one,
That he has his testament and legacy to
refund?
DOCTOR CHURCH
Now it is easy! Not forever is animated
The body of Edward. When Luna marries,
Then they do heck today. Even the
poetics father
Saint Aristotle yes demands from the
theater,
That everything that happens, happens
in one day,
Whereas many sins but William
Shakespeare did.
MISTER GOLDMAN
Yes, if it has to go quick, so I'm
already on the spot.
Paved with gold is the broad road to
hell,
But love is the golden Venus sweet,
The golden Venus' kingdom is still
paradise!
LUNA
What do I care? You're a rich old man,
But I'm still young and hover like a
butterfly.
You indeed deserve a lot of money, but
canst no girl
Capricious whim and with lunatic
feelings
How giggle ducks in the pond and
cackling so
And like a butterfly fluttering so
fleeting-funny!
MISTER GOLDMAN
A young butterfly also needs golden
nectar,
Needs not only what the spring breathes
with its airing.
Man lives not by air alone and love!
Love you but often also compare to a
thief.
Love is it not what this earthly world
So beautifully holds together in the
innermost.
What is it in the world flows through
any artery,
What flows through the ore because the
earthly matter?
It is pure gold, it is the love of
money!
LUNA
Mister Goldman, you're a true hero of
love!
Goddess of fortune, bless me, you
fickle Fortuna!
I want to be free, I, the pretty girl
Luna.
(Girlfriend Anna occurs.)
AUNT ELLI
Oh my best friend, oh my dearest Anna,
Two halves we want to be of one apple!
FOURTH SCENE
(Aunt Elli, Anna, Doctor Church.)
DOCTOR CHURCH
I had a poor patient,
The son wass in his bosom
Once infected, and had a terrible
Whooping cough every morning, but
He thought this would only be cough
From smoking, for he smoked cigarettes
In the highest excess, probably fifty
pieces
On one day, and ruined so
The two lungs of his chest.
So he said, What shall I
At the doctor when Doctor Church only
says,
That cigarette smoking is unhealthy?
That knows every boy in the school.
But I can not refrain from smoking,
So I do not go to Doctor Church.
ANNA
The beloved Luna but is so pale!
AUNT ELLI
Yes, often she have one major nausea,
Headaches afflicts her and a bad mood.
She also has a strange taste
And eats chocolate to pickles.
DOCTOR CHURCH
Bach Flower therapy can help her there.
For this example the medical of Bach
Realized that the disease has a
meaning.
There is all suffering self-inflicted
By own misconduct. When the doctor
With the chemistry of the medics
Suppressed the disease, the patient
learns
Not his illness to recognize to
transfer.
For each disease will tell us
something.
Purely spiritual powers now the flowers
Enlighten in a pure spiritual way the
spirit
And clean the aura of a soul
And bring healing forces of nature
And her elemental spirits
In the sublime substance of the etheric
body
And so activate the healing powers,
That lie in the interior of the soul.
Self-healing it is called and
self-redemption.
ANNA
Of which I understand nothing. I'm
worried
About Luna, why she is so ill.
Did she have problems with
menstruation?
AUNT ELLI
We sublunary feminine essences
But are ruled by the moon and his rule.
ANNA
Well, Luna will get well soon again,
After each rain comes sunshine.
FIFTH SCENE
(Aunt Elli, the Bishop, Doctor Church,
Mark and the soldier.)
MARK
There's the Bishop, o Lord, doctor for
the soul!
And there's the doctor, so the doctor
knows what was wrong with me?
How sick is my skin but by the
birthmark,
So I cut it away with a sharp steel!
BISHOP
You are a Protestant? Tell me, what is
your confession?
Confess what you feel, speak your
sinful confession!
MARK
Against the false God the Muslims
worship,
It is but in the mosque entirely the
devil's spell!
In the hangover, oh, the Persians
bidamag buden -
The chosen people, that is the people
of the Jews.
When the Messiah has converted the
people of El,
Then the Lord comes back to the state
of Israel.
The Doctor Luther was an holy apostle.
The Lutherans today in the German
cities
Are the Whore of Babylon, as her sister
also.
However, it blows the Spirit in hot
touch
Since Zinzendorf in the circle of the
family of the Pietists spoke,
They are the newborn, the new-born
Christians.
John Wesley was a man, a God-beloved
Christ,
I'm almost even a devout Methodist.
I found the faith and the
Bible-believing Christians
In the Anglicans, but even more in the
Baptists.
Moravians drink tea instead of wine for
communion,
They eat gray bread only for the
memorial.
However even drink the Jesus freaks
Coca Cola
And with potato chips instead of the
Host waving.
BISHOP
But our Lord has built on Peter's rock.
MARK
O Lord God of hosts, O Lord God of
Israel,
Now the church is even a girl, a
mother?
The Fifth Evangelist is Doctor Martin
Luther!
AUNT ELLI
For thirty years they beat one another
in their heads,
Who was in truth now the holy club.
What Protestantism, what the old
Catholicism?
Nevertheless exert tolerance and honor
the relativism!
MARK
As Prussia's Frederic said that should
be saved
Every one, as he wants? I'm sick
From this heresy, it had every
creature,
The dog has a she-dog, his own
pleasure!
SIXTH SCENE
(Soldier, lawyer, Mark, Aunt Elli.)
SOLDIER
The oldest poem of love was
A Babylonian poem of war,
The love of the war goddess of love
Inanna, who flared around the head of
lettuce
Inanna: The lettuce is the vulva,
About this vulva was a war broken out,
The man's weapon his virility,
The women's fire are the arrows of
their eyes,
The long silk lashes their daggers,
The breasts exploding grenades!
Sex-bomb namely, the goddess of love!
Women's love itself is a Love Bomb,
And as the napalm bomb pours fire,
Which is not to delete by oceans,
So love is a flame of God,
Can not be deleted by water flooding.
LAWYER
You are a chatterbox! I see the
students,
The eternal student who is so dirty
Like rats in gypsy camps,
I see the eternal student who is
Like a mendicant friar, who escaped
The mendicant orders to drink wine,
Outrage hot the honest conscience
Of man who still diligently earned
money.
MARK
Yes, as far as the money, the love of
money,
As Lady Wisdom says that the love
For money is the root of a thousand
evils.
Generous but the Lady Wisdom
Gives everyone her gifts.
Uncle Edward, the patriarch,
Has his own philosophy of life.
Like the atomists of Greece, he says,
The world was only by accident of
atoms.
As Epicurus in his friendship garden
He says there are no heavenly gods
And not immortal soul of man.
Like Aristippus also teaches Eduard,
Pleasure and joy is the meaning of
life.
This is the patriarch's philosophy of
life,
Is materialism, hedonism.
Saint Augustine appreciated this wisdom
And said: Were it not for the love of
God,
So it would be the highest wisdom,
To enjoy life on earth
With beautiful lust in the Friendship's
Garden.
SEVENTH SCENE
(Aunt Elli, patriarch Edward,
politician, Mark.)
MARK
Oh, the politician, the endless talker,
A true Antichrist, infidel and heretic!
AUNT ELLI
Whom do you mean, dear Son of God?
MARK
The revolutionary of the sex
revolution!
AUNT ELLI
Oh, are you going back to prudish
middle ages?
Do not you love Cupid, the sexual
freedom?
MARK
Marxists once wanted the proles
revolution,
An heavenly paradise in the valley of
tears.
The beautiful dream lost in reality,
Communism was dictated by the
dictators.
However, the New-Marxist, neo-socialist
The Frankfurt School saw: The greatest
evil is
The Christian culture of the West,
Worst of all are marriage and family.
For virtue and morality spoke the Roman
Pontifex,
However, the socialist, he wanted wild
sex,
Free love and lust, unrestrained
hedonism!
For the highest goods pleasure was in
materialism,
It came fornication, it came
pornography,
Abortion, adultery, fornication and
anarchy!
POLITICIAN
You, my young friend, are young and
believe in the revelation,
But I a politician, I have lots of
experience.
The freedom revolution of Marxist
culture
Redeemed from slavery, liberated the
nature,
From the Church Patriarchate long
suppressed instincts
Freed the revolution of unbridled love,
Gone are prudishness, repression,
frustration,
Free love reigns, the rule of pleasure!
PATRIARCH EDWARD
I look at the statesman who donates
international peace,
It does religion have often poisoned
the people.
It is not hell below and not heaven
above,
Earthly enjoyment is the highest duty
of man.
Then comes the peoples welfare, then
Enjoys the world, and man is happy,
Then there is the ruler that I see on
earth
As blessed maker, the goddess Hedone!
MARK
Oh, aunt Elli, alas, I came for lunch,
I wanted to eat a duck with peanut
butter.
AUNT ELLI
Come now to the meal, the table is
already set,
The silver spoons are so bright as
licked,
It will now fill the whole human force,
There is pumpkin bread and spiced
pumpkin soup.
CHORUS
(The Muse of comedy, Thalia, and the
Muse of love poetry, Erato, and the seven years old little God Amor.)
THALIA
Now, are all the people
Presented in the first act?
ERATO
A beauty but is lacking,
An eternal pattern representative,
Like the other noble women
From the Parnassus of the poets heaven.
THALIA
Is the young bitch Luna
Not enough lascivious and lovely?
ERATO
Something dissolute and lustful!
No, the ladies of our poets
Were saints of virtue!
THALIA
How do you aunt Elli like?
Is she not mistress of the house?
ERATO
But that I could love her,
Should she love Truth.
THALIA
And the bosom friend Anna?
ERATO
Oh, also she is not perfect.
THALIA
You are always unsatisfied!
Oh I know, you poor poet,
Probably can weave wreaths,
But difficult it is to find
But one head, worthy of the crown.
ERATO
What makes our high poet?
AMOR
Today he met his mistress,
She who with strictly hard face
His love rejects!
But while he was still speaking
Of the divinity of love,
Smiled the beautiful lady,
Compassionate glances,
And he kissed her hands!
Now he sits in his cell,
Full of sorrow, full of melancholy!
ERATO
Little dear God Amor,
Oh I beg your intercession,
Bring my love poet
Tonight two bottles of red wine!
ACT TWO
FIRST SCENE
(Aunt Elli's niece Luna, her old nurse,
her girlfriend Lena, who is the fourteen-year-old daughter of Anna.)
NURSE
Now, dear Luna, my dear heart,
You shalt soon celebrate the day of the
wedding.
Perhaps there is indeed a prince on his
white horse
And makes you the princess of his
castle?
LUNA
I'm too old for such fairy tales.
NURSE
Now always collect even the smallest
coins
In a large glass for beautiful shoes,
Bridal shoes, ah, the dreams of the
princess,
Simply because these shoes are worth
the wedding.
LENA
But when the doves coo?
NURSE
There is the rich man who applies,
Then there is not on the bread
vegetable fat
And on sundays only good Irish butter,
No, then you always feeds the crawfish
And prawns with garlic and oil.
On vacation you go not only to the
Baltic Sea,
You fly to the Canary Islands and Cuba.
LUNA
How would I say? Luna and Goldman?
LENA
Your name would be Luna Lady Silver.
NURSE
Yes, yes, Mister Goldman and Lady
Silver,
That would be a mystical union.
LUNA
Ha, mystical union? You mean sex!
NURSE
And if you now the lawyer Bartory
Would take to your husband, you will be
advocat.
LENA
O Advocata nostra, ora pro nobis!
NURSE
You could in the quick trolley ride,
Because rich men have beautiful women
And rich men have expensive cars,
A rich man with an expensive car
Has beside him certainly a beautiful
woman.
LUNA
What am I supposed to do with these old
fools?
I'd rather be a super-model!
NURSE
Now you're still young and beautiful,
my heart,
But when you become old and ugly,
Then you will no longer have a man who
loves you.
SECOND SCENE
(Nurse, Luna, Lena, Anna, a
hairdresser.)
NURSE
Now, dear Luna, you should comb the
hair stylist.
HAIRDRESSER
You young lady shalt not so modest
smile,
How beautiful you created the sacred
nature,
Even better you'll be, I'll make you
the hairstyle.
Listen carefully to me, my child, what
I reveal to you,
The magic of a woman lying in the power
of hair.
LUNA
Even my hair is so fair and is not
silver gray.
HAIRDRESSER
But you are such a woman of such kind
of woman
You have the Cupid-rascal in all your
hair sitting,
Whether fair or red or black, he is
sitting in your tips,
Once will seat the Cupid-rascal in your
tresses gray,
Almighty is your sex-appeal, you
beautiful woman!
ANNA
But if the disease is eating away at
you and your members
And cancer eating away at your breasts,
the breast in the bodice,
The doctor then takes awqy from the
body a breast,
Then you are no more Venus, the queen
of lust.
HAIRDRESSER
The doctor told me that virgin Luna is
ailing,
It plage nausea the virgin with long
legs?
NURSE
Yes, something is driving in her blue
blood,
It skips the egg in the womb with a
nameless rage.
I can not resist the terrible thoughts:
Would it not be pregnancy the young
woman sickening!
LUNA
For God's sake, no! Only no pregnancy!
Where would be my charm and all the
love power?
I had the same nurses with holy
Christ-child
Lying in bed and diapers to rosy asses
And hear children scream, the breasts
no longer are finde,
Sucked by children, the empty bags
limp!
ANNA
When I think of Lena, my bosom was her
food,
How happy makes a child a loving
mother!
A child's smile makes so happy and his
crying,
I want to be forever nothing but a
loving mother.
HAIRDRESSER
When Luna but suffers, so you shall
call the doctor,
The great Doctor Church, the worship of
the fools,
In a white coat he arrives in earnest
walking,
The Lord God is your doctor, the doctor
is your God!
The Doctor is a god in the circle of
rich men,
The adorable one God and allmighty man!
THIRD SCENE
(Aunt Elli, Anna, Luna, Lena, Doctor
Church, lawyer Bartory.)
AUNT ELLI
You my dear sweet niece Luna,
I wish you had been called Tiffany.
For me dearly will you be Tiffany!
DOCTOR CHURCH
But now I must leave you to bleed.
Oh Luna, you o beautiful white woman,
I'll stab the needle into the spinal
cord
And suck blood from your hips
And then examine your blood.
LENA
Leech, your hot two daughters:
Give it to me! Give it to me! So
Solomon said.
DOCTOR CHURCH
I'm not a vampire, I'm not Lilith,
And even vampires have no power
The blood of the marble Venus to suck.
LENA
O holy blood! Martyrdom of the Lord!
In particular, the blood, the blood of
the Saviour I see!
AUNT ELLI
Now you should also get a husband.
Look how comes gallopping from heaven
The lawyer Bartory, he, your savior!
A God-sent groom for you!
DOCTOR CHURCH
Yes, our dear lawyer Bartory
Has often fought with me in the tennis
game,
We both love very much the tennis game.
AUNT ELLI
Yes, yes, because there the female
tennis players
Have such a short skirts above the
sweet assses.
DOCTOR CHURCH
The lawyer Bartory is a winner
In any tennis match! And a tournament
Is named after him, and for the cup
The Lord Bartory in the tennis game
tournament
Is highly sought after, he fought with
passion.
AUNT ELLI
But Mister Goldman has not yet greater
riches?
LUNA
Well, enough money must have my
husband,
I do not want ro live in a small two
room apartment
And only eat pea soup or noodles,
I want to eat in Morocco cous cous
And then in Cuba drink rum
And then back to my café au lait
In the afternoon and evening in Paris
And in Tuscany drinking white wine.
AUNT ELLI
Mister Goldmann you can offer all this.
FOURTH SCENE
(Mister Goldmann and the bishop
retired.)
MISTER GOLDMANN
In Spain, I once saw a church all of
gold,
So I pray even in this Dome for gold.
The Alhambra I saw with secret fears,
How beautiful is the gold of the Arabs
and Moors.
BISHOP
I also love money for my priesthood,
And that the soul is not damned in
eternity,
Love gives me money that I sing the
Mass,
I sing so beautiful, if only the silver
sword
In the collection plate so I am now
dedicated to
And employed by the Pope, so I have my
period
Serve in the service. But one should
not bother me
In my good night's sleep, then I do not
want to hear
The stupid phone and people in need:
Mister Bishop, come on, it draws the
brother's death,
To give the woman the last rites!
I was still fat and lazy from the fat
duck
And slumbered so sweet in my soft bed
And so I said I have no time for such
things.
MISTER GOLDMANN
How much you earn because in your
theocracies?
BISHOP
Oh, not so bad! So much perhaps as
lawyers.
Only young zealots can not stand good,
The Charismatics with their fervor.
Because rather I like, and would it be
Protestants,
The cake-eating and coffee drinking
aunts.
MISTER GOLDMANN
I will donate some money for your
church, look,
Dilapidated is already the unused
construction,
With this money donations build a
golden temple
And pins him to the art, as are for
example
Concerts and organ sound beautiful,
Then the church and visitors will meet
again.
Here hundred thousand pound,
The hundred thousand pound for the god
of gold.
BISHOP
What can I do to you for your
salvation?
Do not ask for a prayer that bores me..
MISTER GOLDMANN
Advocat you can be for me by the young
girl Luna,
Tell her I was blessed by Lady Fortuna,
That over my head spins the wheel of
fortune.
BISHOP
Advocat I want to be, then the love
comes soon.
FIFTH SCENE
(Hairdresser, lawyer, Doctor Church,
Mister Goldmann, Mark, Luna, Lena, Aunt Elli.)
HAIRDRESSER
Oh, this bitch Luna I want to get,
She has the most beautiful hair in the
world!
Yes, the woman for my sake you can take
away,
But let to me her long silk hair!
I raise no milk tooth on her,
The milk tooth I give to her tooth
fairy,
But one tip I want to have of the curls
And includ in the medallion
I will always have it for me,
The one with the tip of her hair
The man's chest to death wounded!
LAWYER
I want to have the young dog Luna,
That in the soul-less form
The fair soul moves in with laughter
Of the carelessness and merriment!
DOCTOR CHURCH
I want the body of the young bitch
Luna,
I would like to dissect the woman's
body
And operate it with a sharp knife
And I will follow the body down to the
ground,
Whether I find the substances of matter
Of the soul. For where is the soul
located?
Does she sit in the girl's brain,
Sits her soul in the girls' heart,
Sits her soul in the menstrual blood?
MISTER GOLDMANN
I want to have the pretty bitch Luna,
Because I want to show myself with a
beauty.
What's this world's society
For a rich man without charming woman
in his arm?
The pretty Luna is the rich's jewel.
MARK
And no one talks about the girl Lena?
But I've dreamed of the girl Lena.
LENA
What did you dream of me, my Mark?
MARK
I was with my friend and brother in
faith
In a church service and there he read
in
The word of the Lord. My friend and
brother in faith
And I fell asleep at his side,
We know everything is in God's word.
But you heard God's words
And smotest on the Genesis of Moses
And were reading exactly in God's Word
As a student of the Word of God.
SIXTH SCENE
(Patriarch Edward, hairdresser, doctor,
lawyer, politician, Bishop, Mister Goldmann, Aunt Ellie, Anna, Mark,
Luna, Lena.)
PATRIARCH EDWARD
Who wants to have Luna, let him hear my
commandment:
God Mammon alone is the ruler and God,
God Mammon, who redeemed us from the
bondage of poverty,
The love of life provides, creates the
happiness to a human right,
On each coin is imprinted an emperor's
image,
God Mammon to be alone God and Emperor.
God Mammon is used alone, or God and
all the gods
Met with derision, with mirth of
mockers,
God Mammon alone brings the work's
sweat fruit,
God Mammon is a God of hot jealousy.
Who namely that God despises and even
despised,
He lives in solitude, in madness and
deranged.
Who spurns this God, yet child and
children's children
God will punish them, they reap nothing
but wind.
But who loves Mammon, is blessed by the
God
And star-shilling's gold abundant rains
from the sky.
You never revile money! He that
honoureth not the penny,
Is not worth the pound, so much he
desires it.
Honor the day when you bring your piggy
to the bank,
This day is right celebration, since
iron is to be spared.
Be diligent all the time and say to the
visitors
Of the stock market, you should grow
with the talents.
On sundays you are hard-working and go
into business,
From the commercial world, you write in
your notebook. Lives
Your father, you shall honor him,
because the father must die,
From his will, you will inherit the
wealth.
Do you ask a woman for secret sympathy,
With money, gift of gold and jewelery
you buy her,
Do you ask a woman, so runzle not the
forehead,
When the lady will not, so buy yourself
a prostitute.
Do you desire even a house, the old
grandma
From next door belie and lad her to
tea,
So thar she writes to you what she did
not understand,
And now yours is her house. Is
everything then available,
So thank the golden god, if you know to
pray:
O father Mammon you who are my heaven!
AUNT ELLI
If Luna gets a man, what does the
husband think?
PATRIARCH EDWARD
The religions and the rest do not rob
me.
Whether Jesus, Buddha, Allah and
Mohammed,
Whether Zarathustra, whether as Hare
Rama stands
In his certificate of baptism, this is
the same. The Protestants,
The Orthodox and the Catholic aunts
Are blind and chickens but not peck so
deep.
Only one thing is certain, that truth
is relative.
This shall believe that man. This truth
is only good,
That truth is relativ, this is absolute
truth!
SEVENTH SCENE
(Mark and Lena.)
MARK
O Lena, you're a grace of God,
God smiles charmingly on your face!
You're as white as a white lily,
You are as red as a red rose
And black as ebony your hair's veil!
How lovely smile your sweet lips
And how charming the wise eyes sparkle!
What can I say about your nose?
I think the Lord God as love poet
In the Song of Songs of Solomon
Elected a parable for the nose,
This is something strange. But your
nose
Is quite perfect, beautiful Lena.
LENA
I thank you for your compliments.
MARK
Say, do you like the lawyer?
LENA
I find that his heart is hard as iron!
MARK
Look here, this list is a saying,
I've copied from the Bible.
That taught me the Jew Solomon,
That these words are a love spell.
LENA
Magic? Love you can never force!
MARK
O girlfriend, you've got your own
fountain,
The own source of fresh water of life!
So drink it out of your own source!
Do you want that your source water
Flows on all roads in all lanes?
The water source do not share
With other men. You shall drink it
alone,
For you alone your source gushes!
Rejoice in your dear wife,
Which you has a beautiful girl has
taken!
She will give you many a dear boy!
As the gazelle is your beautiful female
And full of grace as the antelope!
She shall always intoxicate you with
her breasts!
At her breasts you forget yourself!
LENA
Now you've charmed me with God's Word!
CHORUS
(Thalia, Erato and the little god
Amor.)
THALIA
The poem has progressed,
The people are known,
Even love is out!
ERATO
Yes, the grace of God, Lena,
I really liked
This spell, this grace,
This charm and this spell,
Full of beguiling, chaste and lovely!
AMOR
But today I have seen
Saint Mary Magdalene,
Most beautiful of all sinners!
ERATO
Really, the most beautiful of all
sinners?
How much sinners do you know?
AMOR
Ah, I saw the girl Aphra,
To love the repented,
I saw the courtesan Thais,
Her converted a hermit,
I saw Pelagia the Harlot
Which sang and danced
And then eremitical lived,
The Egyptian Mary
I saw naked on the ships
Copulate with sailors
And then suffer in the desert.
ERATO
O Saints of Heaven!
What a paradise of heaven,
Where a Christian who believed in
Christ,
Meets Aegyptiaca, Aphra,
Saint Pelagia and Thais!
AMOR
But Mary Magdalene
Had the most beautiful body,
Slender as a date palm,
Grapes her soft breasts,
Legs tightly as golden clasps,
Lips red as rose petals,
Eyes gentle as doves' eyes!
O love full of lusts
Reveales God's flame,
Life is full of the Flame of Love!
ERATO
Her beauty seduced
Well for fornication and free love?
AMOR
The jester, the joker of God,
Redeemed and transfigured
You to a human goddess!
ACT THREE
FIRST SCENE
(Pharmacist, hairdresser, nurse, Lena.)
PHARMACIST
They all want to eat now only the
Gagant,
The white wheat is misunderstood by the
whole world,
One loves the medicine of Sanit
Hildegard's full conceit
And eating only bread baked from
spelled corn.
One eats no peanuts and not the
hazelnut
And no more the walnut, now only
almonds.
And when you eat brown meat, so no more
of the duck,
Because the duck feeds from the dirt of
the elements,
And when you eat also fish, so not the
fat eel,
Which on the seabed from feces itself
makes his meal.
Instead, protect yourself against
unhealthy rays
With precious stones which are hardly
to pay.
NURSE
I love the dumpling, hot vanilla sauce,
With blueberries blue, white and sweet
pears.
A white bun sweet, with honey milk, not
bitter,
Roasted on the stove, this is called
poor knight.
HAIRDRESSER
So the table is set to the praise of
the god of happiness,
Not this picture of misery on his
crucifix,
The god of happiness in China is with
his big belly
The blessing of our meal, and I need
more,
Of the Fates. The Fates praise!
How do you find the way? One asks the
horoscope.
The Jupiter Planet, this is the God of
Happiness,
And comes to you happiness, so lift
your hand and pluck it!
Planet Venus is the goddess of fate,
The goddess Manath it is, called in the
Word of God,
I mean the Koran, the goddess Venus
Manath,
The goddess Meni calls Jesus the
Nazarene
In his Bible. And Manath-Meni is
The goddess of fate, the fate reigning,
For Meni comes from Mens, from the moon
and from the meter
And of menstruation (What do church
fathers know!)
The goddess Meni attaches us to our
feed.
The hour of death comes, as leads to
our rest
To Venus, the goddess' Venus' paradise!
Veni
Creator spiritus! I love the goddess
Meni!
LENA
But I love the God of Amen and Yes,
The flame of love is the glow of the
divinity Jah!
SECOND SCENE
(Mark and the soldier.)
MARK
From old women I heard that once
Were Catholics and Mary honored
And then apostatized
And worshiped the moon goddess,
The heavenly Dian, who is the moon.
SOLDIER
Nothing is the moon than just a dead
stone.
MARK
But I pray to the Intelligence,
Which hundred billion galaxies
Has created and is currently
Yet creatively in the field of quantum.
SOLDIER
This great universe scares me!
How should I fight against black holes?
MARK
The monstrous oversized
Up to the horizon of the universe,
The monstrous extrem small
The ghosts of quantum or ounce,
Are the extremes, but it is at the
center
The man with his thinking brain,
He is more complex than the universe.
SOLDIER
I do not think! Thoughts are
Only interfere in the love-war with
women!
I prefer a cup of oblivion!
MARK
Yes, my beloved girlfriend is
A vineyard! But this vineyard is
The vineyard of the galactic Carina
And is obscured by the mists of stars.
There I find no blue thunder-thistles,
Not deadnettles not, nettles, not
thorns,
No, plump grapes only as full breasts,
So plump, it squirts almost the wine
already out!
SOLDIER
If I in any love war
Have conquered a woman, overcome,
I forget her face in the morning
After the long night, we feasted
With Gin to oblivion,
But her breasts I'll never forget!
MARK
So I love the Lady Bible,
The right breast of the Old Testament
Is the breast full of milk sweet as
honey,
The left breast of the New Testament
Is wine at Cana, the wine of wedding
bliss,
Ecstasy, ecstasy, union and love!
THIRD SCENE
(Aunt Elli, Doctor Church, pharmacist,
the nurse carries over the sick Luna.)
AUNT ELLI
What has the poor child? Oh nurse what
do she suffer?
For her disease's healing and grace,
nurse, she thanks?
For who of the disease seen through
reason and then pierces
For true salvation, he has redeemed
himself.
Of disease is redeemed, freed
themselves from karma.
NURSE
Doloris veneris, O crux amoris arma!
AUNT ELLI
Since when do you speak Latin, a
kitchen maid-Latin?
NURSE
They called Kitchen-gift Saint
Hildegard.
AUNT ELLI
But what has the child, what suffers
Luna?
DOCTOR CHURCH
Ungraciously to her is probably the
divine Fortuna?
Yes, this fat belly is probably swollen
From a dropsy? Who eats too much in
themselves
From sweet treats, of sweet chocolate,
Gets a big belly. The revenge comes
without mercy.
Since I have heard from the little nun
even a word:
If you pressed the flesh, then blowing
kindly sports!
PHARMACIST
What plagues our Luna, whims are only
and crickets,
I'll give her valerian, it is to fill
in liqueur.
It only comes out nonsense when someone
wakes
Even after midnight and not sleeping at
night.
DOCTOR CHURCH
Maybe Luna has already shingles?
PHARMACIST
Oh, she is schizophrenic, I see the
psychosis.
DOCTOR CHURCH
No, to the melancholy sick is to pale
her skin.
If she desperately suffers? Saint
John's wort helps!
PHARMACIST
St. John's wort does not help, not even
the milk of poppies,
Not even the morphine, because it needs
endorphins!
DOCTOR CHURCH
Hormones, yes, that's it! It's puberty,
Now comes the happy hormone of
sexuality.
LUNA
Ah woe is me, ah woe! Not introduce me
to the pillory!
I am sick to death! Only hopefully not
pregnant!
FOURTH SCENE
(Lawyer Bartory and the rich Mister
Goldmann with the student Mark.)
MARK
I searched long for the meaning of
life.
MISTER GOLDMANN
You are a fool! Ask all your friends,
Whether one is looking for the meaning
of life.
Yes, if there were a God and Creator,
Perhaps, then had this life a meaning.
But science knows that this world
By chance has arisen, without meaning,
That I am the product of chance, a dust
In the universe, me expecting nothing.
Once I'm dead body, yellowish-pale as
wax,
Rotting under a marble plate
And nothing remains but the maggots
feces.
You only have one life, so
Enjoy it to the fullest, eat well,
Drinking good cognac, love beautiful
women,
And when the one is dead, love the
others,
Rejoice in music, in the card game,
At the tennis or golf with lawyers.
LAWYER
Yes, on the golf course is my paradise.
MARK
I have now studied jurisprudence and
oh,
Even theology and philosophy,
unfortunately.
LAWYER
Scattered as a professor you seem.
But what counts in life, is hard money!
MARK
Is not justice your highest good?
LAWYER
Lady Justice is a venal whore!
To defend the accused
With all the arts of a lawyer,
Is my profession. What do I care about
morality?
Whatdo I care about justice in the
land?
I'm doing my job, that's true for the
money.
You can allow yourself, my scattered
Professor, to look into the galaxies,
But star-shillings remain just a fairy
tale.
Do you know nothing of hard reality?
MARK
Thales of Miletus saw in the sky
And predicted eclipses
And tripped and fell on earth but
In a puddle, then laughed
The cleaning lady who is familiar with
the puddles.
But what is harsh reality?
Matter is just a thought of God,
Is a veiled thought of God!
FIFTH SCENE
(Doctor, bishop, politician, the
patriarch Edward is dying, Anna added.)
PATRIARCH EDWARD
I can not breathe anymore, ah, me
ripping the lungs!
Where is Luna, the Lovely and Young?
DOCTOR CHURCH
You have to conserve, friend, flooder
silent, silent,
Whether I arise you, I will look
carefully.
The lung did you with tobacco clog.
Here, take something for your heart to
heal these drops.
PATRIARCH
Manifesteth my Luna: Is she in school
Docile diligently and never lacking in
school,
Bring home good grades from school
well-visited,
So I pay her a lot of money. Also she
may have one lover
Who do delight in the world, as a fool,
Who not with people, but who would
rather talk to dogs.
POLITICIANS
Well, far be death, because I do not
joke,
But you suffer too much, pray for the
lethal injection!
PATRIARCH
Say not only of death, it hurts in my
heart,
I stand naked in front of death,
I stand in front of bare nothingness!
In candle flames at night dying moths.
Oh, old Grim Reaper, I would like to
mock!
BISHOP
Have you forgiven the people in the
world
And forgive yourself, die like a hero,
For in the kingdom of heaven everyone
comes but in the end,
Since you do not need the oil, the last
rites.
You've donated it to the poor in the
world,
God will pay you back with interest all
your money.
PATRIARCH
Oh speak not of death, I hear no
trumpet
With resurrection sound. I was still in
Cuba
Lie on the beach and in the earth
paradise
The young girls see sweet in short
skirts!
DOCTOR CHURCH
It is the medicine already so advanced,
Soon no more at death he suffers to
death,
It is a machine, so soon the time
comes,
Since the machine to you brought
immortality.
PATRIARCH
Why was to Christ on the cross offered
the vinegar? - Morphine!
(Anna enters.)
ANNA
O gratia plena! Ave verum corpum!
SIXTH SCENE
(Mark, politician, Mister Goldmann,
Bishop.)
POLITICIANS
There are too many people in the world,
All Africa multiplies like rabbits.
MARK
O wrath of the Lamb! I am filled with
the wrath,
The rage gives me nothing but grief and
anger!
America has a president
Welcomed as an earthly Messiah
And this president has commanded,
Hunger in Africa only to feed
If Africa is ready, the black women
Are willing to murder their children,
In the womb the embryo to kill!
The Holocaust on unborn life
Cries like the blood of Eve's son Abel
And calling down the judgments of God!
MISTER GOLDMANN
The rich Germans always donate money
To the poor blacks, but they waste
The money in corruption of dictators.
Black Africa needs our democracy,
Self-regulatory power of the free
market.
MARK
In Africa not prevail the President,
The military does not, not the
dictators,
A world empire by major banks
Enslaved the continent and exploits,
The International Monetary Fund
Together with the World Bank exploits
Black Africa, can starve Africa!
MISTER GOLDMANN
I thought you are a Christian, you
sound
As such a socialist and communist.
MARK
Fresh water is wasted in Europe
And North America, the industry
Wasted water you could drink.
How expensive is in Mexico the water,
That a poor Mexican mother
For the small son can not buy water,
But Coca Cola, which is cheaper.
America's Group of Coca Cola
Buys international water sources,
That they can produce all times
Their chemical drink full of white
sugar,
Although in Africa, women must
Walk three hours to find water.
POLITICIANS
What do you always chatter of Africa?
MARK
A child in Africa today is Jesus!
SEVENTH SCENE
(Mark, politician, Mister Goldmann,
nurse, Doctor Church, patriarch Edward.)
MARK
I wondered, what does the name Luna
well?
Now it was me in the brain so terribly
empty and hollow,
I looked in the dictionary and learned
academically,
What I say of Luna. That's not
blasphemous,
For Luna means moon, poetically month
also,
A honey moon is at the young lovers hot
times,
As silly as Luna is the game of young
children
And to a full moon is equal Lunas fat
ass.
And she is also moody and often changes
her light,
Chubby but Luna's moon face is.
NURSE
I vote for, certainly, the full moon is
like her butt,
But I disagree with that stupid game of
kids.
PATRIARCH
Where is Luna now? Is she in custody?
NURSE
So just listen to me: Luna's pregnancy
Is revealed to all, and I see clearly,
She is with child pregnant, but does
not live in marriage.
POLITICIAN
That today does not care! What cares
the cervix
The church commandment from the marital
covenant?
NURSE
Oh, this young thing, pregnant by
someone,
So young, almost a child! Who shaming?
The neighbors certainly, because as an
old horse
The neighbors blasphemous mouthing!
POLITICIAN
You do not need to discharge the child
in the womb.
If she aborts it, she will sue anyone
yet.
MARK
So you are! Only enjoy the pleasure
without breeding,
Then murderous kill the poor fetus!
POLITICIANS
You fundamentalist, now be quiet, but
once silent!
But why took the child, the girl, not
the pill?
She knew, she is attractive to men!
A girl have to use always a condom!
Who did unsaved play in young lust's
love,
Then blame yourself. But will she an
abortion
Of that one thing in her lap, then the
thing is going,
It is easily scratched her from her
womb!
NURSE
Oh poor little children! Vacuums want
to suck
The fruits from the womb! Oh get out of
my eyes!
CHORUS
(Thalia, Erato and the little god
Amor.)
THALIA
Is the child murder funny?
The croak of a nursing,
Is that a substance to laugh?
A law in the comedy
Is it: Never a dead man!
Let but in tragedies corpses
Fail of the rock of doom!
But it should in comedies
Dear people celebrate wedding!
ERATO
Mark will get his Venus!
THALIA
This cynical satire
I find but too bitter.
The playwright sure
Had suffered in this world!
AMOR
Me worships the love poet
In the dark cult of Mors Amor!
All time he prays: Mors Amor,
Saviour Death, have mercy, O Saviour!
O Mors Amor, let extinguish
Me in the ocean of eternity!
THALIA
Should I tell a joke?
Did an altar-boy
Once practice good deeds,
Helps an old lady
On the other side of the street,
Resulted helping her over,
Then said the old lady:
Oh, I do not want to go over!
ERATO
Vanitates vanitatem!
But it is no laughing matter
All these vanities,
All these brazen fools?
THALIA
But it describes the fools
The loving, wise poet!
Are you yourself a judge?
AMOR
Oh, my poor love poet
Is afraid of the day of judgement,
Because the poet rummaged secretly
In the wardrobe God
And has made of fine linen
For Veronica a napkin!
THALIA
This is funny! I like that!
ACT IV
FIRST SCENE
(The black widow, Anna, a hairdresser.)
BLACK WIDOW
I do the hair myself, my heavenly
hairdresser!
HAIRDRESSER
You have no lice on your head.
BLACK WIDOW
I also have no fleas in the pubic hair.
HAIRDRESSER
The hair is not black and not brunette.
BLACK WIDOW
It was once blonde, now it is silver
gray.
HAIRDRESSER
The white hair is still the dignity of
age.
BLACK WIDOW
But unfortunately silver hair does not
protect against stupidity.
HAIRDRESSER
The sages as the fools must die.
BLACK WIDOW
Do not talk about death! I'm afraid of
death!
HAIRDRESSER
Today women become ninety-three years.
BLACK WIDOW
I do the hair myself, that I bewitch
the men!
HAIRDRESSER
A bitch who is alive,
Is better than a dead lion mother.
BLACK WIDOW
But I can not love a dead soul!
A widow still needs a man.
HAIRDRESSER
Who else should praise your hairstyle?
BLACK WIDOW
Can the silver not be dyed with henna?
HAIRDRESSER
Yes, red hair as the Medici Venus!
BLACK WIDOW
I'd be twenty again.
HAIRDRESSER
You are just as young as you feel.
BLACK WIDOW
I am just as young as I feel!
ANNA
This went fix with your new friend.
BLACK WIDOW
You only live once and then comes
death.
ANNA
The church could not comfort you,
widow?
BLACK WIDOW
Dear God, the organ sounds beautiful,
However, my friend makes sweet
compliments.
HAIRDRESSER
He will say that the god Cupid
Still triumphs in your gray hair.
SECOND SCENE
(Anna, Mark, lawyer Bartory.)
MARK
Je vous salue, Marie, and Ave gratia
plena -
Where is the girl now, the beautiful
Lena?
ANNA
In her little room, in the upper
chamber.
MARK
Ah, a goddess is the girl Lena, alas!
LAWYER
I will also, not to worship her,
Serve not the Venus cult as foolish
poets,
I want to take her everyday and healthy
for me
In all sobriety to dry marriage.
MARK
I had a vision! I saw the whole
universe,
It sounded the firmament, it was in the
firmament a sound,
God wrote the symphony, I heard its
sound,
The galaxies and the quantum eccho
rang,
But in the midst of all I saw a young
woman,
Lady Wisdom, so I thought blissful
scary,
But Lady Wisdom was like the girl Lena,
Of God's Intelligence was on her mind a
gloss,
Incarnation she was of the universal
tones,
The World's Soul in person of a
flawless beauty!
LAWYER
You love only a dream built from
starlight,
Love your Venus just as the face of
God.
I love her charm, she is a nice one,
But she should also wash my underwear
And at noon cook me a good lunch
And at night in the marriage bed bless
the husband
And children bring to me as a married
whore
And teacheth my children after school
The writing an teach them to paint a
number.
I really am the faithful husband.
MARK
You see in her one thing only in
everyday wilderness,
I see in her God, in His own image!
LAWYER
But God does not make her sick, not
scared away the hunger,
She's alive but not a woman alone by
starlight,
Dispel her fear and her worldly cares,
Because every woman wants but be safe
in man.
MARK
Oh, and the passion? Do you dream of
her chest?
Is she your queen and goddess of all
pleasures?
LAWYER
Oh you young enthusiasts and young
philosopher, ah,
I would rather suggest all alone on my
sofa,
I'm not interested in the shoots of
horny lust
And not in the love game by all the
rules of art.
ANNA
I know you dream of Lena, the four
elements,
And the quintessence is love alone for
the student.
THIRD SCENE
(Politician, patriarch Edward, Mister
Goldman.)
PATRIARCH
Now the poor fool Luna is pregnant,
But not yet she has a spouse,
But I will still find for her a
husband.
POLITICIAN
She's a lovely game!
Certainly, we all politicians
With fifty years separate us from our
wives,
We take then rather young girls.
PATRIARCH
Our soul is just getting younger and
younger.
POLITICIAN
If only the mothers of the girls were
not!
They rule them like apples of their
eyes,
As kite against the Hesperides-apples.
PATRIARCH
Often the girls are so proud
And want to know anything about mature
women.
However, if at the gray hair of the
temporal
A thick wallet at the bottom comes,
Then the girls are always willing.
MISTER GOLDMAN
But if the young girls love us then,
Ourselves that we are yet so loveable
And are so charming, or just the money?
PATRIARCH
Oh love and romantic infatuation!
What are poets who are manic.
For marriage also includes the reality
Of money. Many only go to church,
Because that brings them a tax
advantage.
Yes, tough is expected in marriage
And a State contract is the contract
Between the husband and wife at
marriage,
Who in the event of a divorce
Gets what. The rich protect,
That not the poor woman totally sucks
him!
MISTER GOLDMAN
Yes, marriages they close with rich
men,
Then in the divorce they try to get
rich.
PATRIARCH
But young girls appreciate the
experience
Of the mature men in the art of love.
POLITICIAN
Yes, magic is the number of sixty-nine
years...
PATRIARCH
We estimated the pleasure of love yet!
Today it includes marriages only for
tax advantage.
Well, after all, Luna is my heir,
And she brings richness with in her
marriage,
So someone accepts probably a bastard.
FOURTH SCENE
(Lena, Mark, Bishop.)
MARK
Oh Lena, girl, you know how your lip
roses
I like to look at and want them to
caress,
Oh Lena, my girl, likewise your silk
skin
So soft and white and smooth I want to
caress,
Oh Lena, my girl, as your long
eyelashes
Charm me, I'd like to strum these
strings,
Oh Lena, my girl, your cheeks red and
white
Shower through me as sweet as hot
summer nights,
Oh Lena, my girl, how enchanting is
your smile,
I want you always fan with Chinese
subjects,
Oh Lena, my girl, the black curls flood
Puts me in fury and in rage of dance,
Oh Lena, my girl, your lilies equal
camisole
Is all my heavenly dream, you young
gods bitch!
With my morsel I font to write on your
chest
And in your bosom I pour you a snake
venom
And I die, and will be it in the sight
of the angels,
And I die, iin the middle of your
thighs!
LENA
Will your love be immortal, godly man?
Do you see me in death as your heaven?
MARK
Only death is real. In thee I will feed
me
And not even death will separate us.
LENA
If I'm an angel in the third heaven
beautiful,
Sighs you give me pining after my death
with love's groaning?
MARK
Then there is no consolation as red
wine in the cup,
I think loyal then as the blessed
drunkards.
LENA
And you will be on earth already a good
friend to me?
MARK
I am your friend alone, I'm your man
alone!
The others of all the earthly
community,
Jokers all of them, are nothing but the
best enemies!
LENA
So you have only my love your law.
MARK
I am your Lord before God, but in the
world thy servant.
BISHOP
In love drunk you young talkers,
In love's heresy you are incredible
heretics.
Love is work and not pure romance,
That love is work, not soul unit only,
I say as a realist. So you may take one
another sacramentally,
For God's likeness is the infernal
lust...
FIFTH SCENE
(Lawyer, Mark, Lena, Bishop.)
LAWYER
O Lena, I'll prepare a life
On this earth in dressed wealth for
you,
You shall not afflict with everyday
worries,
Because I'll prepare for you a
beautiful life.
And if you want children, so must
necessarily
From your lap children sprung forth,
Thou shalt have children, if it need to
be.
MARK
O Lena, I will prepare thee to heaven
Only by my eternal prayer for you.
LAWYER
I will be your faithful husband,
Till the bitter death shall separate
us.
MARK
O Lena, here on earth in heaven
We will be in the midst of our pains
And after death we love us
In Jesus as fraternal angels.
LENA
I ask nothing for wealth or money,
The glory of this world is but vain to
me.
But love, the immortal, without end,
Yet already on earth begins, is what I
love.
You, lawyer, you have an expensive car,
You have a nice house with a large
garden.
You, Mark, have nothing but your own
telescope
In your dirty dorm room,
But I love the poverty and the
insanity!
LAWYER
Yes, you love madness? Let examine you
From psychotherapists on their sofa!
MARK
So you love the madness? Hallelujah,
Art and science is nothing but madness,
The metaphysical idea is lunacy,
The religion of God is truly amazing!
Do you love madness? So you love me!
LENA
All insane, insane!
I love you even in paradise!
BISHOP
I am a poor sinner, child molesters,
I am a sinner, am a poor drunkard,
I'm a broken, a ruined man.
However, by the consecration of my
priesthood
I have get the authority of the Pope
And wed you to the marriage covenant,
You, Christ Mark, and you, Mary Lena.
SIXTH SCENE
(The black widow and the nurse.)
BLACK WIDOW
You old witch, you the Devil's
grandmother,
I know the Abyss of the same rat doubt,
You are only a ghost, only revenant,
But I truly human, body and soul am
And standing in the world with my two
legs
On solid ground, but you want to appear
as a ghost.
This is obsession and that is demonic,
You're like a vampire and a she-devil,
She-devil, ghost, you make madness
And poor children murder with breast
milk!
NURSE
I poor mother, I do not know who I am,
My shepherd is the Lord, Yehowah is my
shepherd!
BLACK WIDOW
If a tree falls, not only the hulls
nose,
In every tree but survived a forest
nymph,
Then this tree spirit wanders wailing
through the world
And moves into those who liked that
tree,
And this nymph then whining and
complaints
Makes this man sick and terrible
plagues him.
What is amazing because when only comes
obsession?
You'll be even after the death of
gloomy eternity
And these ghosts drive in people then
Possessed by the ghost in the madness'
spell!
NURSE
At the Throne of God, but I will pray
for them,
So they find the gate to Heaven to the
Garden of Eden.
BLACK WIDOW
Only you do not slaving away! The
exorcist call I,
The shamans and healers of profession,
That they drive you out! I will fast
hungry
And vegetarian feed me as the box
Of the priest of Hindustan, I'll will
be vegetarian,
A skeleton only of ether until I'm
like,
And clean my blood with tea of nettles
fire
And even cook the poison in large
cauldrons
And eat grains centennial till I
A sixteen year old maiden comparable am
beautiful!
I drive you out with magic, I know the
spells,
A blue eye I'll hang me in my kitchen,
That scares the evil eye. You have the
evil eye!
But I do not play out of my mind the
happiness
And fill me with misfortune. I say
nothing as - shit!
May have you Hades! I have the luck of
the earth!
NURSE
If in the churchyard I once rest as
God's servant,
My dear little one then complains to
God the Creator
And pray to the Lord, the shepherd of
the redeemed,
Then will I comfort as an angel my
favorite!
SEVENTH SCENE
(Patriarch Edward with a nine-year-old
boy from the neighborhood, Aunt Elli, Anna, Bishop, Mark, Lena.)
PATRIARCH
You're really cute, my dear,
You're a dear boy and a pure gold
piece!
BOY
Breaks this universe once together,
I prepare to step into the parallel
universe.
AUNT ELLI
Does child's mouth again speaks truth?
BOY
Only when the sun becomes a red giant,
Then, when the sun becomes a white
dwarf,
Then I prepare to step through a warm
wet hole
Into the parallel universe, see,
The Mother Earth with wide breasts
Is in the parallel universe
Then young again as in the Neolithic
And then I'm in the green garden of
Eden
And Eve is naked walking in the garden.
ANNA
Yes, yes, Eve! Everyone wants to see
her naked!
BISHOP
We bear witness to a wedding!
PATRIARCH
Yes, the bitch Luna has a dog?
BISHOP
The Evangelical Mark, Student
Of the theoretical physics, and Lena,
The grace and mercy of our God,
Wed in Saint Mary's Church.
LENA
Come to the wedding in the church!
We have so much pita bread and cheese
And peppers and hot peppers and
Olive, garlic, chilli, wine and water,
They should all come, all beggars,
The poor drunkard from the city center,
The drug addicts and homeless,
They are all satisfied by our bread!
MARK
Although the lawyer, and Mister Goldman
Can not come for the shops,
Therefore all the drunks get drunk,
We open barrels of finest wine forever!
BISHOP
Also my holiness loves good wine.
CHORUS
(Thalia, Erato, the little god Amor.)
AMOR
I am a child and I'm deity,
I am a God and I am a boy.
What have I seen on earth?
I look to Palestine,
I see the Islamists,
I see the terrorists,
Business for boys of nine years,
Bind to the body bombs,
Then send them to the Jews,
That the boys with the bombs
Even chasing each other in the air,
Jews to tear into death!
Islamists then promise
There will be seventy-two houris
They delight them in paradise.
THALIA
Oh, that's not funny, Amor.
AMOR
What have I seen on earth?
In the Church of the Apostles
Sitting many enemies of God,
Enter as men of God,
Desecrate lustful little boys!
Woe to these child molesters!
Append the evil child molesters
Around the neck a millstone
And they shall be drowned in the sea!
THALIA
Oh, that's not funny, Amor.
Is there nothing for laughing?
ERATO
I like the bosom friend
Of our dear Aunt Elli
Is well fine, Anna.
AMOR
Anna, Anna, Anna, yes!
ERATO
And the dear old nurse!
ERATO
How do you like Lena?
AMOR
Oh, there is not one the same on earth!
She is only a dream in the heart of the
poet!
ERATO
But still a lovely-lovely
Portrait of a true dream girl?
AMOR
Just as my young mother
Venus was with sixteen years!
ACT V
FIRST SCENE
(Hairdresser, Pharmacist.)
HAIRDRESSER
What makes the little baby of the
magnificent Luna?
PHARMACIST
To the little baby was not favorable
Fortuna,
For Luna makes an abortion in terrible
miscarriage!
Many call her even but a child murder!
HAIRDRESSER
It's the culture of the enormous death.
PHARMACIST
Should we still pray for the soul of
Herod?
The Mother of God does not want that,
said a poet,
I do not know where the word, in which
beech it stands.
HAIRDRESSER
Now it is just out, died, died,
Luckily Luna is not spoiled at this
fact.
She is still lovely, still full of
grace,
The way I saw her so cute in a light
dress.
PHARMACIST
Can you think this young child as a
mother,
With a spoonful of porridge to feed
A little baby and to wipe the feces
And anoint the bottom, red of wounds,
The child to disguise with hair flood,
the confused,
And can suck the beloved child at the
breast?
HAIRDRESSER
O girls breasts, small and young and
firm and tight!
Only no ape-tits maternal wilted and
limp!
PHARMACIST
And if she has become a mother then of
children,
Twain or three even, she is no longer
the nice butt.
And if she then lived as in mothers
custom,
Then is not as firm and shapely her
belly.
And when she perfumes the children with
saliva fragrances,
The waist is no longer slim, fat comes
to her hip.
HAIRDRESSER
Yes, kids really are the girls beauty's
murder,
Beauty will save only the victims of
abortion!
PHARMACIST
In ancient times even the gods
sacrifices
And human sacrifices by all the people
was,
The little children have been dedicated
to Moloch,
The goddess of youth and sex-appeal
will have no children today!
HAIRDRESSER
Yes, all the embryos on their crosses,
They are sacrificed to the goddess full
of charms!
Oh, that the goddess in ever young
stimulus
With her pair of legs slender spread
her legs!
PHARMACIST
Such is not the same as the Lady Mary
With her God and Son, no, this is
goddess luxury!
SECOND SCENE
(Aunt Ellie, Anna, nurse, black widow,
Luna, Lena, Mark.)
MARK
Here is the spotless white linen,
The sheets on our wedding bed.
Here you can see red spots of red blood
When I pierced thy tender hymen.
AUNT ELLI
The Greeks called the god of marriage
God hymen. Sappho and Catullus sang
About the groom and his bride, the
virgin,
The virgin, who leave her girls,
Blessed of the immaculate goddess
Dian, this pure virgin goddess,
So went the virgin to the groom
And Hymen, Hymen, Hymenaeus!
The chaste wedding rite was completed,
The chaste virgin's hymen pierced
chaste.
MARK
So I'll have publicly here the proof
That Lena has been chaste for the
wedding.
We evangelicals believe,
That true love waits until marriage
With the popular act of unification.
NURSE
O Lena, Lena, proud I am of you,
For purity in sexuality
Alone makes you a cup of God's love.
MARK
The body is indeed a temple of God,
But who practices fornication with the
body,
He defiles God's sanctuary, the body.
LENA
I took the chaste Virgin Mary to me as
a model
And always wanted more in my soul
As others to be like the Virgin Mary.
MARK
Even the Lord God has Virgin Israel
Chosen for his beloved bride and
comrade.
Oholah but also as Oholibah.
The men were grieved by the
fornication,
They spread her legs for all suitors
And it were grope her tits,
Until the Lord God as God and groom
The chaste Daughter Zion found, Mary,
She said yes to God the bridegroom,
But no man recognized her in bed,
Because God's Spirit alone is her
groom.
NURSE
With this red drops of red blood
Have you laid a foundation of marriage,
Thereon you can now build the house of
love,
The House of Pleasure of conjugal love!
THIRD SCENE
(Mark and the lawyer.)
LAWYER
Lady Justitce, your marriage is also
Legally, as among all peoples custom?
MARK
In sweet Hindostan exists the
Gandharvas marriage,
Where I as a suitor can already see the
girlfriend naked
And then the foam of the sea and in the
wet sand
Me under the moonlight full of joy with
her joined
And we young copulated as gods in love,
The gods love game full resulted in our
act,
Gandharvas watched, Asparas watched
And blessed the act, then comes sweet
repose.
The friend and the girlfriend of the
world, despite the scoffers
Is a true couple in the kingdom of
heaven of the gods.
LAWYER
Mahatma Gandhi so took his wife,
But Europe bans us the shame,
Here at the registry office in the face
of the state
Close you the marriage covenant by a
Council of Advokates.
MARK
Yes, at the registry office decide
publicly
We our marriage covenant, the covenant
of You and I,
Then in the church in front of the holy
altar
Before God I couple the wife.
LAWYER
Marries the bishop you, who is still a
sinner?
MARK
He acts only in Persona of Jesus
Christ,
Whether a sinner is the bishop, but I
need
The Beloved blessing with his
consecration.
LAWYER
Will ye children also? Otherwise the
marriage is not
Legally valid under the law of the
Church, namely compulsory
The spouses it is to give fruit to the
church,
Not only pleasure to immerse loving.
MARK
Yes, my love will love the two
children,
Will not one child only, I want two,
would rather have three,
If only the fertility of my bride
Blessed is fertile, so she will
probably bear four.
Think what fun bring the little
children,
So I want every day probably seven or
eight!
LAWYER
But the marriage is only valid with the
act,
If groom and bride together as naked
one
Be united in wedlock in beautiful
copulation,
Otherwise dissolves the marriage the
Lord.
MARK
But of this I am silent in chastity and
modesty,
For you, my lawyer, you would envy me!
FOURTH SCENE
(Patriarch Edward, Aunt Elli, Doctor
Church.)
AUNT ELLI
Oh, I see my niece Luna,
I recognize my niece no more again.
She does not seem to be from my tribe.
For all my mothers, mothers of mothers,
Grandmothers, great-grandmothers, to
Eve,
They searched all God and God's truth.
But this Luna is like a bitch,
Quite a product of the spirit of the
time of this world,
How loose sands, drifting in the wind.
Not only that she is not in possession
of virtue,
Virtue seems to be worthless to her.
Driven only by the animal
Desire of the impulses of instinct,
Bitch in the spirit of hedonism,
Seems she my niece not to be.
DOCTOR CHURCH
How can that be? What separates this
node?
We are in the fifth act of this drama,
Now must somehow be solved the knot!
How does the poet of our life drama
This resolve, this poet of our destiny,
Who like a god to us our roles
prescribed?
I must play the role of a doctor,
Like a puppet on the string
Of the Creator of this great world
theater
Do I have to play the role of my life
In this tragicomic theater,
This is called life on earth.
PATRIARCH
The loose Luna I do not even
In the will entrust my wealth.
She would spend it only with a
drunkard,
With a vagabond or player.
Oh, if the graceful Lena
The heiress and niece would be truely!
She has the student of physics
To legally wedded spouse.
The white bear responsibility in
Protrude marriage and the home
As patriarch in the spirit of the
Patriarchs
And like the old father Abraham
The women and the children, and the
flocks
And to keep all earthly goods
And multiply them by the diligence of
the work
And so to create a family home.
Good life prevails there and sweet
prosperity
And liberal spirit of modernity
And wisdom-filled meekness with money.
FIFTH SCENE
(Lawyer Bartory, soldier, pharmacist,
hairdresser, politician, Mister Goldman, student Mark, nurse, Aunt
Elli, Luna and Lena. Everyone is gathered. Unintelligible murmur in
the room. Finally, Elli takes her best friend Anna.)
ANNA
Do you know the fable of the wise
Solomon,
A wise judge on Juda's kingly throne,
There came to him once two beautiful
temple whores,
To the court came the sinful natures
With a dead child and a living child.
The one whore spoke with a trembling
And mournful tone: She took my child!
Your own child is killed at night in
bed!
The other whore said, anger in her
voice:
No, this child who lives, this is from
my womb.
The wise Solomon took the sword of
judgment,
Talked about that child that lives: I
now
Will tear in parts the child! So each
whore gets
Half a dead child! So Goddess Wisdom
wins!
The true mother cries: No, give the
child to the others,
My much loved child should not walk in
Hades,
No, constantly alone on earth I, alone,
When my dear child suffers pain of
death!
LAWYER
What does this mean, now, you miserable
fool?
Lady Wisdom is certainly not your
highest Mistress!
ANNA
Hear my confession: When I became a
mother once,
I spoke to the fetus: My poor child,
you cry?
Thou shalt be once great and rich and
gorgeous, inherit
Thou shalt the goods and chattels of
the patriarch,
You shall not in poverty live. Look,
Aunt Elli also
Has a niece now by her sister belly.
O Aunt Elli is so good, so gentle, so
mild,
By Aunt Elli shalt thou live, dear
child.
When Aunt Elli educates you,
She will lead you to holiness of virtue
mystagogically,
You will be a good human being and a
true woman,
That one in your image sees God's
beauty!
AUNT ELLI
So my niece is not the bitch, Luna?
ANNA
No, your niece is the Holy One, Lena!
SIXTH SCENE
(The last is added Doctor Church.)
DOCTOR CHURCH
The patriarch is dead, he is dead!
The patriarch, who was our father,
He is no more, he's gone away.
All of a sudden he was unspeakably
tired
And slept during the day, at night,
And then began to cough and wheeze to.
He almost seemed to choke. difficulty
in breathing
Together pressed his lungs.
He spat mucus from the rotten lungs,
He spat blood from the torn lungs
And cried as his doctor me to his death
bed
And he said: The monkey's dead - the
flap closeth!
But I bequeath to my dear Lena my
money.
AUNT ELLI
O Lena, my beloved niece!
Only one groom and then the legacy!
DOCTOR CHURCH
Then the Patriarch fell into a deep
sleep.
Only his eyelids twitched yet,
As if he was dreaming or see ghosts,
Maybe the ghosts of the past.
He woke up only when he had to cough
And when he coughed out his blood
mucus,
Then he fell asleep as suicidal again.
Although I wanted to prolong his life,
But the lung was already ruined,
The heart destroyed, the liver also
poisoned,
Nothing was more sound in his gut.
Just a moment before his death
He looked me in the eyes, as if
He wanted to ask if I forgive him.
Then he laughed: Brother Death comes!
Then he laughed: Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!
And so died the Patriarch.
AUNT ELLI
Shaded whether the patriarch's death
The output of cheerful comedy piece,
But everything has now fulfilled
exactly.
The real niece went to the Heritage
And is married to a noble Christian.
So the marriage lives as a sacrament
In the faithfulness of God and the love
of God.
You can kiss, kiss, Mark and Lena,
Because the tragedy ends with death,
But the comedy ends with the wedding!
LENA
You're crazy! I love you all!
MARK
Blessed be the sacred name of God!
INSTEAD OF CHORUS
THE EPILOGUE
THE POET
DEDICATES THIS PIECE
TO HIS IMPERIAL HIGHNESS THE EMPEROR
O Imperial Majesty Thou may forgive
The poor poet, an lunatic idiot,
That he commanded to Thee this greeting
of peace,
He, only dedicated to the drunken Muse.
Love alone is blessed,
Our Love and Our Lady of the Cypriots!
God is just to the living and the dead:
Love remains for all eternity!
This is a mirror of this world full of
folly,
For falsehood prevails, but Christ is
Truth,
The wise but reap nothing but ridicule
laughter.
Who is wise as the German Pope of Rome?
Hail to Thee, in Christ my Secret
Emperor!
Humbly the poet leans on God the LORD.
