She entered my office in the German town,
bringing the fragrance of sweet-scented flowers.
She carried her braid like a majestic crown:
A woman who had some incredble powers.
Her eyes were reflecting the world in her soul:
A woman created for love and delight,
But she was in deepest depression devoured,
Although her strength hid her sadness from sight.
It seemed all her faith in humans was vanished
And it was only God who helped her to survive:
She fled from her land, from where she was banished,
From everything dearest she was deprived. ...