Advance and we embrace you,

embrace you,
embrace you,
advance and we embrace you
and soft carpets spread.

Turn back and we desert you,
we leave you, desert you,
retreat and we'll not love you,
not in love's bed.

Salman Rushdie
"The song of the women of Jahilia chorus as they drum the men to war"
From "The Satanic Verses"
1988