I Do Not Know

I do not know

Where the zyklhof goes

When no rain falls from the sky

I do not know

Where the frudelschops grow

After winter makes them die.

I have no clue

What the applenots do

When the sun doesn’t come out to play.

I have no clue

Where the nyps go to

When the stream doesn’t flow their way.

I cannot say

Why the kylffs don’t play

When the sky is sunny and bright.

I cannot say

Why the chlauts only bray

When all is going right.

I have no idea about many things

That happen when winter turns to spring.