to what extent motionless they stan...

to what extent motionless they stand on moving stairs,
the statues of my unknown neighbors.
in what manner slowly they ascend, without effort
or exhaustion. Beneath them lies a city
which will not be overpowered now,
since no single in kind lays sieges these days.
Fate capitulates with pleasure,
and the victors are no worse than those before them.
The day-star descends the same as always,
a horizon brushed with blooming cream.
The roads lie open as empty beer cans,
they sing the same lay unbidden.
with what intent should the cities be vanquished,
wherefore hurl stones and ...