My Heart by Ernő Szép
I'd like to give my heart away as a present
It always only brings me sadness anyway
I would like to sew it to a cripple's crutch
Under his arm it would be a soft pillow
They could cut my heart in two, to make
Red shoes for a little beggar girl
Or I'd give it to her grieving mother
It may be meat enough for one dinner
Translated from the Hungarian by Eva M. Thury, copyright 1999. All rights reserved.
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