Tell me why, you harlot, your makeup looks so fancy, Tell me why you’re sporting a shiny blue beret? Don’t you try to hide it - you are going dancing, And you’ve got two tickets, I saw that right away. You should know by now that I adore you greatly, For your sake, I’m spending in crime my nights and days - So I hate to say it, but I’ve noticed lately That you tend to cheat a bit too often for my taste.                        
© Serge Elnitsky. Translation, 2003