Beside these verdurous and wind-blown fronds I lie with two long-legged, glistening blondes. The wisps of comb-over that I call hair Are slowly bleaching in the sunlit air That’s also turning orange the skin I wear. The wife thinks I’m on some dull business trip! ‘Poor bitch, ’ I think and…
Анна, ну-ка, сребложь мне художественный перевод: О