A Balbale to Inana as Nanaya

" (mss. a and c add 2 lines:) My resting against the wall is one lamb. My bending over is one and a half giĝ. Do not dig a canal, let me be your canal. Do not plough a field, let me be your field. Farmer, do not search for a wet place, my precious sweet, let this be your wet place. xx, let this be your furrow. xx, let this be your desire! Caring for xx, I come xx. I come xx with bread and wine."