You were mine,
only mine,
mine, mine,
when your skin was fresh
like wet grass.
You were mine,
only mine,
mine, mine,
when your mouth and your eyes
used to overflow with youthfulness.
You were mine,
only mine,
mine, mine,
when your girlish lips
were broken in by my lips.
You were mine,
only mine,
mine, mine,
when your belly was even
a closed hill.
The best of your life
I have taken for myself,
the best of your life,
I have enjoyed.
Your first experience,
the awakening of your flesh,
your wild innocence,
I have drunk them up,
I have drunk them up.
You were mine,
only mine,
mine, mine,
when you body was a
palm-shoot recently planted.
You were mine,
only mine,
mine, mine,
when you would close your eyes
when I came near.
You were mine,
only mine,
mine, mine,
when your hands would tremble
so, if i only brushed against them.
You were mine,
only mine,
mine, mine,
when your yesterday didn't exist,
you used to only think about tomorrow.
The best of your life...