Hey hey tovarishch What's going on with you The worst ones were taken And the rest are right here That girl that you liked She left last of all But whatever you touch becomes distant Whether hands lips or warmth Even laughter and breath You're drinking up your aphrodisiac And reading through your zodiac Putting lilies in your Cadillac OK OK"tovarishch" It's such a bizarre language Should I bother to teach it or learn it They'll simply agree It's habit You can soothe all the nerves Even lap up the pain But your dreams won't turn into desires There's no start and no finish There's no Yin and no Yan Neither M nor Troll