In the meantime, on the sly,Something's going on up high.Max has shown some foresight here,For he brought his fishing gear.

Max and Moritz for their part found no attraction in it.

Up high, the flies are playing,And frolicking, and swaying.The frog thinks: Dance! I knowYou'll end up here below.

Youth should heed the older-wittedWhen they say, don't go too far --Now their sins are all committed,Lord, how virtuous they are!

Becoming a father isn't difficult,But it's very difficult to be a father.

Wie lieb und luftig perlt die Blase
Der Witwe Klicko in dem Glase.