Where have you gone, my love, I wonder?
I don’t feel complete anymore
Though we had spent nights and days
Mornings and evenings before
You left me oh

My lovely … breast
How I wish you were near!
Why did you disappear?
I see the nipples, they look like two cripples
But where is the rest?
I’ve felt so lonely and tired
Since you somehow expired
You grew so lean and you grew so thin …

But I remember the best days
Of our lives
I remember your high peaks
Ready to reach the August velvet starry skies
My gorgeous bust
Will I ever see you again at last?

There’s a cake on a plate
Either have it or eat it
But it was not what I needed
I was like a balloon …
Just one more spoon!
No, I hate my fat
I’d like to throw off
But beware what you dream of
I lost my weight but you had to deflate

So you said: “Farewell and good luck!”
But we had high old times
When gentlemen, ladies and small chubby babies
Wanted to suck
My sweet big bosom
To get something new there is something we’re loosing…

Oh I know it’s my fault
I did not appreciate you
And it’s not exaggerated
Such a precious thing
Should have been kept in a vault
Please, forgive me, my dear
I’ll drink four tanks of beer
I’m gonna eat cabbage and cakes,
Sour cream, sugar flakes,
Pepperoni, macaroni,
I’ll stop jogging in the morning
I will stop taking crack
‘till I get you back!

Those will be the best days
Of our lives
I will see your high peaks
Ready to reach the August velvet starry skies
My gorgeous bust,
I’m sure, your great future
Will beat your past!