Version 2

Notes: originally, I created this ode with a strange rhythm which mostly consisted of four feet per line and then a silent beat. I even composed a little melody to it. To make it more accessible, I just write it down in plain text.


Happy/ We All Love You, Rocket

Hands! Wretched hands

strapping him, cutting him

Puny monster, so mangled,

so lonely - a tiny beast entangled

They hurt me, they hurt me!

. . .

Hands! Precious hands;

they praise him, caress him

We'll die for you, our friend,

together till the end

I'm happy, I'm happy!

. . .

Love! My tainted heart

it wants to say much more than that

I try, but all I can

is sing the words I can beget

I'm happy, I'm happy!