Queen! Subject I’m from a Juliana and the piano
Which in the alcove resounds under the art of her hands,
I’m so inclined to receive her musical blessings,
And always when I’m naked pubic hair vibrates.
Not being your pet slave so African,
Neither a vibrator nor a dog, nor a pagan lover
And feeling the touch upon the man’s organ,
Oh white blonde perform the Balzaquian recital!
Melody us… only you with the scented glands
Know how to play profane songs
Of the desires to scream and to moan by the thrusts.
Melody us… and that Love in a diaphanous score
Penetrates you with sweet notes,
Oh Queen, declare me a vassal of your pussy!