Give Me a Person
Jazra Khaleed & Laberouk
Give me a person to cover me,/ there is a draft of cold air in my loneliness;/ dig as I might in my belly I find/ only stones./ (Perhaps you should dig with me too.)/ On the way to my face I collect
rocks by the handful./ That is why I tell you, give me a person!/ To lie on him/ in all my meridians,/ in all my latitudes,
to rest,/ to drink his sweat,/ to sleep./
Let me enjoy a little this fluffed/ warmth.