“Die, deren Schoß geboren, In Wonn und Lust verloren, Ihr Kind in Armen hält, Sie gibt dir Preis und Ehren, Und weint des Dankes Zähren Dir, Vater aller Welt.”
“Politics is when the pig says that he’s your mister big; privately he gives a fig while he wheels and deals and steals and feels that this is his gig.”
(G. Bachlund in Politics is where the pig) Antwerpen (B)
“It is only a tiny garden, Where the sweetest roses grow, Where the birds are always singing From dawn till evening’s glow. With its wealth of wondrous flowers, And its sunshine everywhere, It is only a tiny garden, But my heart is always there.”
(L. Glanville in It is only a tiny garden) Liège (B)