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Oh, Laura, how I missed you,
the time I've decided to conquer this country,
because I am a true Yankee,
you told me that I must be aware,
the European are not always fair.

The same night, which I landed on this carrier,
I promise to myself that there would not be any barrier,
for our devotee love,
now I doubt this, oh dead Lord.

I met a French girl, her name Josephine,
she is cute, blonde, clean,
you know what I mean,
but these French girls are a very strange ones,
she doesn't speak English,
she drinks red wines,
she even had strange lumps between her legs,
that I liked very much... who cares!

Oh, right now I must confess to you,
that at last my deepest dream has come true;
Laura, you should know now,
that I'm not the boy for you.

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Poé mapá raláu (Ra)

Asró sasón vermé
llasás violé tasá.
Zuisó, meuvúl, toná,
camá comó teachéi.

Demé noscán tomáis
vermé llasón asró.
Sasmái sazúl viró
euvén docó moté.

Bicóu aqué lencán?
Tadór! Tipó francé!
Sóscán seogá totá,
menté achá rondé...

Menós barné yaín
—dandá toló dendé—,
queoabán doná chescó
meuó teuzá pató.

Adís, tanciá querí!
Datén, sidó talbá!
(Reirá proxí mavéz
quequéi rasún havén).

Turá terrá nunpór...

Tavións... Tavións... Tavións...