Dawns

André Chouraqui

1960

I am only this song that you place on my lips.

I am yours: yours my arms, yours my legs,

Yours my hands, yours my belly, my loins,

Yours my breasts, yours my teeth, yours my lips,

Yours my tongue, yours my mouth, yours my song,

Yours my eyes, my glances, my speech,

Yours my heart, my knowledge, my will,

Take my anger, my sweetness is yours,

My…

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