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!