I'm being pursued by Nastassja Kinski
Every day she comes into my dreams
She tells me that she loves me, like really sincerely
And that she's languishing without me
I'm slightly worried about this beautiful young woman
I cannot approve of her stance
She keeps my picture like some infatuated teenager
My picture, in her wallet
It's all very nice and very flattering
But my face is not made for disguises
My views about those things are old-fashioned
Leave me alone, comrade Kinski
It's not your fault, don't take it personally
It's about principles or something like that
I was born for another woman
Leave me alone, pretty Nastya
I cannot understand what she sees on me
Except that I'm tall, handsome and blond1
As soon as I open my mouth, her face turns red
And she rushes to smooch me
Her gaze sweeps men off their feet
But I'm resisting as best I can
She hugs me strongly, all Greco-Roman2
She wants to kiss me movie-style
Slow down lassie, hold your fire
Just go back to your rotten West3
To Paris, Texas and among Cat People
I'm not going anywhere from Bačka4.
1. He's actually short and chubby2. As in Greco-Roman wrestling3. As in rotten capitalist West4. The region where Novi Sad is located