I sing about my electrified flesh,
The people I love surround me, and I surround them,
They won’t let me leave until I Go with them, respond to them,
Let them not decay, and fill them with souls.
Those who have corrupted their flesh will hide themselves. Has anyone ever doubted it?
Aren’t those who defile the living as bad as those who defile the dead?
Isn’t what the body does exactly the same as what the soul does?
If the body is not the soul, then what is the soul?
The beauty of a man's or a woman's body is indescribable, and the body itself is indescribable.
The male body is perfect, and the female body is also perfect.
Facial expressions are indescribable, but the expression of a healthy man is not only reflected on his
face but also on his limbs and muscles, and what is even more peculiar is his In the muscles of his hips and
wrists, in his gait, in the posture of his neck, in the bends of his waist and
knees, the clothes and clothing are not the same. He cannot be hidden, his strong and sweet nature is revealed through the cotton and linen
Watching him walk by is like reading the most beautiful poem, perhaps more beautiful than poetry
The song conveys more affection. You look at his back, the back of his shoulders and neck with attachment
.
I feel satisfied to be with the people I like,
satisfied to be with others in the evening,
for the beautiful and strange It is enough to be surrounded by living, laughing flesh,
walk among them,
or come into contact with any one,
or Allowing a moment for my arms to wrap gently around his or her neck,
So what is this?
I ask for no more joy,
I swim in it as in the sea.
Being close to men or women, looking at them,
touching them, smelling them,
This is meaningful , which makes the soul very happy,
Everything makes the soul happy, but these make the soul happy even more.
A man's body was being auctioned,
(because before the war I often went to the slave market to see such transactions,)
I helped the auctioneer , this dirty guy doesn't know how to do his business at all.
Gentlemen looked at this miracle,
No matter how much the bidders paid, it was never high enough.
For it, the earth was No animals and plants have been preparing for it for trillions of years.
For this, the revolving celestial bodies rotate correctly and firmly.
In this head is the brain that conquers all,
In and beneath it is the essence of the hero.
Examine the limbs, red, black or white.
Their muscles and nerves are flexible.
They can be exposed for you to see.
Keep sense, eyes illuminated by the brilliance of life, courage, will,
plump chest muscles, flexible spine and neck, muscles that are not slack, well-proportioned and plump arms and thighs,
and there are other miracles in them.
Blood is flowing in it,
The same ancient blood! The same bright red flowing blood!
There is a heart swelling and jumping there, and there are all the passions, desires, hopes and ambitions,
(You think because they are not exposed in the living room and classroom, Do they not exist? )
This is not just a man, this is the father of the children, and these children will themselves be fathers in the future.
With him, Populous nations and prosperous republics can begin,
By him, incalculable immortal life, with incalculable form and happiness.
Can you know who will be born from his descendants centuries from now?
(If you could go back centuries, could you find out from whom you were born?)
Oh, my body! I dare not cast aside the same body as yours in other men and women. I dare not cast aside the same body parts as yours.
I I believe that your body and the shape of your soul are always consistent, (your body is the soul,)
I believe that your body and my poetry are always consistent, and your body is my poetry,
The strange feeling caused when a person touches the exposed flesh of the body with his hands,
the circulation of blood and the in and out of breathing,
the waist The beauty of the body, the beauty of the hips, the beauty down to the knees,
The thin, bright red juice, bones and marrow in you or in me,
Healthy A wonderful performance;
Ah, I said this is not only the poetry of the body, the parts of the body, but also the poetry of the soul, the soul
The parts of the soul,
Ah, I can say, these are souls!