Часть 1

You’re baby that I chose, My soul on you repose, De tous metamorphoses Just aims to you my hose. Dark river ever flows Without any pause; My heart I do expose To world’s delight and woes. I kiss your little toes, Your tenderness arose, Your anus on my nose, You’re smelling like a rose. We tear right and laws Like blackbirds in the snows, Like time which ever goes, Like poetry through prose. You’re child of overdose, You’re nectar blooming rose, Your anus on my nose, Your Heaven to my cause.