You're deep Pain (2012)
You
You
I'm so wild about your strawberry mouth
I've torn my lungs from shouting
after your white body,
you woman.
In the clover, May built a bed,
there bloomed a sweet passing-of-time
with your love the long night.
I long to be there in the deep valley.
Your night prayer and your star-husband.
In deep strawberry valley, in black hair
I slept several summers there
but never slept enough all the same
come,
come here
I know a lovely game
in the deep valley, in mussel-earth
oh, you
you
I'm so wild about your strawberry mouth
The gray world brings joy no more
I gave my sweetest summers there
and it has also brought you no happiness;
not really, only your red mouth
has been spared
for me, for me
for me kept so deep in your hair
I searched the long nights
in winter valley, in ashen earth
I'm so wild about your strawberry mouth
In winter valley, in black strawberry cabbage,
the snowfall built a nest there
and did not ask where love was.
I had ridden that red beast so deep
when I slept with you
Oh, if only the winter were through
and the meadows green again!
oh you,
you
I'm so wild about your strawberry mouth
-Francois Villon