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Tamir Greenberg
HEROIN 2
When the needle presses and enters your arm,You\'ll sigh in surrender, as if in rapture.
Hunched for three minutes, in a world of your own,
You\'ll then lift your head, and you’ll give me a smile.
By now it’s routine. Bit by bit money’s drained.
To provide for you I\'ll put the car up for sale.
At night, as we lie limbs and souls entwined,
I’ll whisper: “Tomorrow\'ll be better. It will.”
© Translation: 2006, Jennie Feldman
הרואין 2
הרואין 2
© 2006, Tamir Greenberg
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הרואין 2
HEROIN 2
When the needle presses and enters your arm,You\'ll sigh in surrender, as if in rapture.
Hunched for three minutes, in a world of your own,
You\'ll then lift your head, and you’ll give me a smile.
By now it’s routine. Bit by bit money’s drained.
To provide for you I\'ll put the car up for sale.
At night, as we lie limbs and souls entwined,
I’ll whisper: “Tomorrow\'ll be better. It will.”
© 2006, Jennie Feldman
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