To sell the homeland, ready for billions,
Sea and mountains to conquer, play on the roof in nardas.

You can rest on your breasts, watch them for hours,
To lick, suck and kiss, in the bushes under heaven.

Your breasts do harm, and I will not hide from you.
Years ago, we lost Troy’s breasts.

From them you can go crazy, O tree to kill,
You need to grow up to the breast to enjoy the sight.

Face and ass, well, but something is missing,
Sugar, what else is it? They always decide.

The fire burns, the water flows, and they look at it forever.
What about the breasts, gentlemen? Look at them, of course.

Big or small, it doesn’t matter, but the most important thing is,
To suppress them, to squeeze, what is best in this world?

They need to build a monument, on a stone they would be carved,
I am ready to explode for a couple of juicy breasts!!! to