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Shot Through the Heart, Losing at Love

Anacreonta 13

“Oh, I want to love, I do.
Love told me to
But I was thoughtless
I was unpersuaded.
He immediately took his bow
And his golden quiver
And challenged me to duel.

I draped my breastplate
From my shoulders
Like Achilles with my two spears
And my ox-hide shield
I went one-on-one with love.

He shot, but I dodged!
And when his arrows were gone
He was forlorn.
So he threw himself at a javelin,
Shot me through the heart
And weakened all my limbs,

I hold a pointless shield.
Why aim at others
When the battle is inside of me?”

θέλω, θέλω φιλῆσαι.
ἔπειθ᾿ Ἔρως φιλεῖν με·
ἐγὼ δ᾿ ἔχων νόημα
ἄβουλον οὐκ ἐπείσθην.
ὁ δ᾿ εὐθὺ τόξον ἄρας
καὶ χρυσέην φαρέτρην
μάχῃ με προὐκαλεῖτο.
κἀγὼ λαβὼν ἐπ᾿ ὤμων
θώρηχ᾿, ὅπως Ἀχιλλεύς,
καὶ δοῦρα καὶ βοείην
ἐμαρνάμην Ἔρωτι.
ἔβαλλ᾿, ἐγὼ δ᾿ ἔφευγον.
ὡς δ᾿ οὐκέτ᾿ εἶχ᾿ ὀιστούς,
ἤσχαλλεν, εἶτ᾿ ἑαυτὸν
ἀφῆκεν εἰς βέλεμνον·
μέσος δὲ καρδίης μευ
ἔδυνε καὶ μ᾿ ἔλυσεν·
μάτην δ᾿ ἔχω βοείην·
τί γὰρ βάλωμεν ἔξω,
μάχης ἔσω μ᾿ ἐχούσης;

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“You Give Love A Bad Name”

Shot through the heart
And you’re to blame
Darling, you give love a bad name

An angel’s smile is what you sell
You promise me heaven, then put me through hell
Chains of love got a hold on me
When passion’s a prison, you can’t break free

Oh, oh, you’re a loaded gun
Oh, oh, there’s nowhere to run
No one can save me
The damage is done

Shot through the heart
And you’re to blame
You give love a bad name (bad name)
I play my part
And you play your game
You give love a bad name (bad name)
You give love
A bad name

Paint your smile on your lips
Blood red nails on your fingertips
A school boy’s dream, you act so shy
Your very first kiss was your first kiss goodbye

Oh, oh, you’re a loaded gun
Oh, oh, there’s nowhere to run
No one can save me
The damage is done

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