And now, that you have found another love

forgive me, that again I have to laugh

and all my generosities are quite forgotten

and all my care, and tenderness and patience

you came autistic and a-sexuell

a genius from the suburbs I did love

(apart from that I introduced you to Rachmaninoff)

on first sight I adored you – now it counts for nothing

might that joke of your boyfriend in the back be coughing?

I have more breath than he, so rest assured!

For lesser characters I´ve been perjured…

and your political, and gay, correctness, oh! Again I´m laughing!

Must I remind you of our careless time?

And that Vagina then – it was my Valentine!