Berlin, your face is full of freckles
And your mouth is much too big.
You are squint-eyed but sedulous
And you never say "What can I do?"
Berlin, you are much too chicken-breasted
To compete in a beauty contest.
But who would meter love in numbers
If you declare yourself devoted to him?
Berlin, you are the woman with her apron on
On which we depend all our lives.
Berlin, you add to our birth certificate a special flavour
And the life buoy you gave us is your "So what?"
Berlin, your brow has a wiener dog's frown 1
But what would you be without it?
What kept you of such a juvenile appearance,
Although you never get to sleep?
Berlin, my mind gets children's eyes
And my pulse beats much too fast
When you hug me with all your self-confidence
And press me into your crumpled bear's fur
Berlin, your face is full of freckles
And your mouth is much too big.
You are squint-eyed but sedulous
And you never say "What can I do?"
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