Seksuāli čiekuri [English translation]

I once loved a soldier

I loved him without end

But he preferred to spend

His time with his cannon

I once loved a chauffeur

Come beneath the covers, what are you starting at?

But he only told me

How to turn the steering wheel

Chorus

Come to me this evening

Come to me tomorrow

Sexual conkers

Are falling in my garden

I once loved a poet

Who scorned the stuff

Instead of embracing me

He rhymed couplets for me

I once loved a banker

And asked him for pleasure

He scattered promises

Like old banknotes

Chorus

I now love a girlfriend

Without a profession

And know this - she alone

Did me any good

In looks a pure angel

Though always understands everything on time

I am sure she alone replaces

Three cannon companies

Chorus