In the midst of the night
a nuclear pile burns with glowing lights
You are not alone.

With the trembling hands
You are touching a white breast
Touching with your lips in a blazing kiss.

Violence around you, clouds bring no rain
Over the asphalt jungle - pleasure and pain!
wine of euphoria rules on the stage,
hunger condenses in painful rage.

Pleasure
pleasure - if you want
bodies
bodies - if you want
pleasure
pleasure - if you want
color of breasts as you wish.

The smile of pleasure
of half-naked dames -
standing there - nameless, with no traits
and dates
their mocking smiles when they find
you weak -
you won't get anything just free.