What for am I excited again
By you? I'll tumble your tits.
I'll press my cheek to your bitch's place,
With strength you - I will grip!
My water in your loop has dissolved.
The body burns again.
This is the strength of your small reports,
Dynamite of the brain!
But only pain will wait in the end!
I don't beat you - I'm kind.
But I can't stand anymore this, Svet.
Dis-band. Dis-love. Enough!
Tickles in abdomen and below.
And the pain will grow more.
You'll leave me later - I'll hate it all.
That's it. We've played the role.