I loved many women and adventures Every day a new one on my way Rumors circulated-all my ventures Were discussed in detail, every day And one day somewhere at the sea side Near sea donít ever play a game I met Her - the only one of many All my life - remember charming name. She was nice - her lovely nature-purple She was tall - and open hearted girl She had all - her figure more than super I am instead as poor as a mole. As for her she needed only leisures Restaurants, drinks, perfumes from first class shop In exchange a set of minor pleasures And a kiss - though passionate - last drop. I - for you - will show the moon my timid All I have - exclusively my brand I replied - one hundred bucks my limit More expensive? - Share with my friend!! Women all - are rather angry creatures Always make a scandal - give a chance May be I was wrong with all my teachers She was hurt, her feelings stopped to dance. In a month her troubles were forgotten In a month she came to me again I have now sensation in the bottom That the offered price was just okay.        
© Alexander Spiridonov. Translation, 2022