A keresés eredménye

The hair

She helped me out of my jacket,
she gave me a kiss on the mouth.
I held her, trembling, close to my heart,
when out of the blue she told me: 'You cheater!'
 
Such a big deal out of a blond hair
on my waistcoat
It must have flown,
oh, fate sure is bizarre,
right upon me
 
I told her: 'My love, I swear on my honour
I could never betray you'
But she replied: 'I don't believe such things,
because you know how to lie'
 
Then, she brought the hair to a chemist,
and, having analyzed it,
he issued a certificate
in which he wrote, 'I declare what follows:
 
It is not a human hair,
it is a horse-mane hair from the overcoat,
you can only make such a mistake
if you have in your heart
loving jealousy'.
 
I told her: 'My love, I swear on my honour
I could never betray you'
But she replied: 'I don't believe such things,
because you know how to lie'
 
Then, she brought the hair to a chemist,
and, having analyzed it,
he issued a certificate
in which he wrote, 'I declare what follows:
 
It is not a human hair,
it is a horse-mane hair from the overcoat,
you can only make such a mistake
if you have in your heart
loving jealousy'.