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წადი გაიარე ავლაბარში იმღერეთ ნარკომანი პიდარასტების პრობლემებზე
I live alone with my mother
In a very old apartment
Sarasate Street
I have to keep me company
One turtle, two canaries
And a pussy
To let mom rest
Very often, I go to the market
And the kitchen
I tidy, I wash, I dry
On occasion, I also sting
By machine
Work doesn't scare me
I'm a bit of a decorator
A bit of a stylist
But my real job
It's night
That I exercise it transvestite
I am an artist
I have a very special number
Who ends up completely naked
After striptease
And in the room I see that
The males can't believe their eyes
I'm a man, oh
As they say
Around three in the morning
We're going to eat with friends
Of all genders
In any tobacco bar
And there, we have a blast
And without complexes
We unpack truths
On people we have in our noses
They are stoned
But we do it with humor
Wrapped in puns
Wet with acid
We meet retards
Who to impress their table
Walk and wave
Aping what they think we are
And cover themselves, the poor fools
Ridiculous
It gestures and speaks loudly
It plays the divas, the tenors
Stupidity
Me, the lazzis, the jokes
Leave me cold, since it's true
I'm a man, oh
As they say
At the time when a new day is born
I'm going back to find my lot
Of loneliness
I take off my eyelashes and my hair
Like a poor unhappy clown
Of weariness
I go to bed but don't sleep
I think of my loves without joy
So ridiculous
To this boy as handsome as a god
Who without doing anything set the fire
In my memory
My mouth will never dare
Tell him my sweet secret
My tender drama
Because the object of all my torments
Spends most of his time
In women's beds
No one has the right in truth
To blame me, to judge me
And I specify
That it is indeed nature which
Is solely responsible if
I'm a man, oh
As they say
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