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Beads
Translated by Mayer Landau

Give me my friend, a necklace of beads-
My bare throat
Longs for smooth, yellow amber,
The tears of an old primeval forest.

Their hue is July-day and honey
And blossoming linden-branch,
Their scent is like distant, forgotten yearning,
Like a flower wilting and rare.

They lie on my throat
So smoothly, tender and cool,
Just like the touch of your fingers
Like your word so quiet and still.

My throat is so awkwardly bare,
Like a helpless cry in a barren place-
Give me, my friend, a necklace of amber,
Petrified tears of an ancient tree.