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Translation by mm:
Who
buys love gods?
Of all
the beautiful things
that we brought to the market,
none
will please you more
than what we carried with us
from far away countries.
Come, listen to our songs!
And look at these beautiful birds!
They are for sale.
First
look at this big one,
this roguish, loose one.
He hops easily and quickly
from tree to bushes;
Soon he is again on top;
We do not want to praise him.
Oh, look at this lively bird!
He is here for sale.
Now have
a look at this small thing!
He seems to be very considerate,
but he is as dissipated
as the big one;
he shows more in the quiet
his best will.
The loose, little bird,
he is here for sale.
Oh look
this little birdie,
she's a sweet turtledove!
These girls are so graceful,
so considerate and pretty;
She loves to dress up,
and make use of your love.
This tender little bird
is here for sale.
We do
not want to praise them,
they are here put to the test.
They love everything new;
But don't ask a confirmation
for their faithfulness:
They all have wings.
How nice are all these birds.
How charming is it to purchase them.