For me sex is
Hot as simoom,
For me it is sex,
Who is to resist him?
He bathed my hips,
Fills my breast,
The heat seeps into the mouth.

For me it is sex,
What burns and destroys,
Dozens more heart
Burned to ashes.
Who conflagration of the senses
Embrace, now this ...
Will not know already,
What peace and sleep.

But if the sacrifice is no grass, heat,
That I must suffer,
That it came over my body so,
Although I have yet apart from the body and soul.

But in me the sex,
How it drowns out the weeds,
No one knows that it is
At sexem and soul,
So this is still a dream,
What all embrace
And the soul lantern
Reclaiming the senses ...
Such I will give in tears
And soul and sex,
And soul and sex!

Why is constantly angry finger of fate
He touches me with this excess?
For what sins, my sex characteristics
Based sensual torment?

Let them only very slightly sloping shoulders,
Already a male surgeon corpse!
How wypnę tiny bit hip,
Already at the foot of carnage lust ...

For me sex is
Hot as simoom,
For me it is sex,
Who is to resist him?
He bathed my hips,
Fills my breast,
The heat seeps into the mouth.

For me it is sex,
What burns and destroys,
Dozens more heart
Burned to ashes.
Who conflagration of the senses
Embrace, now this ...
Will not know already,
What peace and sleep.

But if the sacrifice is no grass, heat,
That I must suffer,
That it came over my body so,
Although I have yet apart from the body and soul.

But in me the sex,
How do I weed drowns,
No one knows that it is
At sexem and soul,
So this is still a dream,
What all embrace
And the soul lantern
Reclaiming the senses ...
Such I will give in tears
And soul and sex,
And soul and sex!