Off to the land of milk and honey

where breasts are soft and pillows fluffy

Let the wind glide between the two hills

Rest in the valley where the river spills

Let the rising and the falling of the earth guide you

With outstretched breasts, let her mound rise to greet you

In the sky, two fireflies shine brightly on a moonless night;

One is virtue, the other is lust;

Lust dances with virtue, Virtue dances with lust;

I have seen in the woods a lioness feed her cub

wild and untamed, she cannot be had by any

The cub rests its head in the valley

In the valley between two hills

In the valley where the river spills

Beware strange women bare breasted at night

Let her tie the knot tight

let the candle burn lighter

Off to the land of milk and honey

where breasts are warm and pillows fluffy

Let the earth rise to greet you;

Greet the valley down beneath you;

Life is short;

let it fall;

Up and down;

All in all

CuriouslyConfused,  9/19/2010

Reprinted with permission.