To me, you are still nothing more than a little girl who is just like a hundred thousand other little girls. And I have no need of you.
And you, on your part, have no need of me.
To you, I am nothing more than a bird like a hundred thousand other birds. But if you tame me, then we shall need each other.
To me, you will be unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world.
But if you tame me, it will be as if the sun came to shine on my life.
I shall know the sound of a step that will be different from all the others. Other steps send me hurrying back above the ground. Yours will call me, like music, out of my nest.
And then look: you see the grain-fields down yonder?
I do not eat bread. Wheat is of no use to me. The wheat fields have nothing to say to me. And that is sad.
But you have a dress the color of gold. Think how wonderful that will be when you have tamed me!
The grain, which is also golden, will bring me back the thought of you. And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat..
Please, tame me!
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