Fart I Pinnen

We lay on a meadow, my beloved and I, she undressed
naked, she dresses like that sometimes
The old man shone, everything was so good, in my small
boxers, a rubber band snapped

First, I lay on my side, then I lay on my back,
then I lay on my stomach to avoid all the mosquitoes
You could hear from a distance someone chopping wood,
damn, it itched like hell, damn, it stung

I've never seen the likes, flies danced
on the pole, the wind gently caressed
the pants felt super tight

So lay down, down, down in the pants, old friend,
she's not ready yet
So remember, remember, remember that I set the pace
I decide who

My beloved caressed me warm and naked
She did just as she read in a book,
then she quickly faded and lost her charm,
when the pants ripped and exposed my snake

When dawn came, she lay sweaty and pale
She danced in her whole body and squeezed my hand,
the snake I showed was not as fat
for it had become stiff in a rubber band