Pardon me, my lady,
but since you have come to us
on the very day when the poet’s hands were cut off
what is there in the Orient left for sale?

We have already sold to an old lady tourist before you
the Tomb of Saladin, the Battle of the Hittites,
and the Hanging Gardens of Babylon.
We sold them in the markets of the world

blossom and bud,
the finger and the ring, we sold.
Nothing is left but the pyramids.
How heavy the stones of the pyramids are!