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Goodbye ICE  
May you ever grow in our hearts.  
You were the grace that compressed itself 
Where living creatures were torn apart. 
You called out to our country, 
And you whispered to those in pain. 
Now you belong to scrap, 
And the stars spell out your name. 

And it seems to me you lived your life 
Like a candle in the wind: 
Never fading with the sunset  
When the rain set in. 
And your hub-brakes will always fall here, 
Along German's greenest hills;  
Your candle's burned out long before 
Your legend ever will. 

Loveliness we've lost;  
These empty days without your speed.  
This torch we'll always carry  
For our nation's white/red child.  
And even though we try, 
The truth brings us to tears; 
All our words cannot express  
The joy you brought us through the years. 

Goodbye German's Rose,  
From a country lost without your soul, 
Who'll miss the wings (?) of your compassion  
More than you'll ever know.  
 
 

* Eschede liegt entgegen allen Gerüchten nicht in der Türkei, sondern in Deutschland! (Schuld an all diesen Gerüchten ist Harald Schmidt und seine Uetzgur-Phobie)