Lot

You may cheat on me as much as you want but
Never stop fucking your Lizka each time.
My childish pride was by you simply broken,
But you made woman's pride straight as a spine.

I'll turn my head on, as people advise me,
Only I can never hide it from you,
That every night I'm with you mesmerizing,
That the whole day I dream only of you,

I do not love you with my brain and my heart,
Impulse is coming from somewhere low,
But it is so strong that it is surprising,
That the voice of brain and heart will not score.

You said to me, in a wicked way frumping:
"Many such Lizkas like you I have had!"
"I'm not the only one" - that makes me happy
But you are for me - infinitely one!

That's how I, chaste, light, pure and vestal,
I had a lot to love a smacker male.
I am the note of F in F major,
Where under "C" the Divine - you are A.

If from the girls you wil catch an infection -
Then let me catch this infection from you.
Women is proud in love's resolvation.
And I will fuse in F major with you!