The Songs of the City of Memphis
If I am not with you, where will you set your heart?
If you do not embrace me, where will you go?
If good fortune comes your way, you still cannot find happiness.
But if you try to touch my thighs and breasts,
Then you'll be satisfied.
Because you remember you are hungry
would you then leave?
Are you a man
thinking only of his stomach?
Would you walk off from me
concerned with your stylish clothes
and leave me the sheet?
Because of hunger
would you then leave me?
or because you are thirsty?
Take then my breast:
for you its gift overflows
Better indeed is one day in your arms...
than a hundred thousand anywhere on earth.
Distracting is the foliage of my pasture
the mouth of my girl is a lotus bud,
her breasts are mandrake apples,
her arms are vines,
her eyes are fixed like berries,
her brow a snare of willow,
and I the wild goose!
My beak snips her hair for bait,
as worms for bait in the trap.
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