Текст оригинала на английском языке
Oh darling Eric, why did you For my fond affection sue, And then with surgeons artful aid Transform yourself into a maid? So now in petticoats you go And people call you Erico. Sometimes I wonder if they can Change me in turn into a man; Then after all we might get wed And frolic on a feather bed: Although I do not see how we Could ever have a family. Oh dear! Oh dear! It's so complex. Why must they meddle with our sex. My Eric was a handsome 'he,' But now he--oh excuse me--she Informs me that I must forget I was his blond Elizabet. Alas! These scientists of Sweden I curse, who've robbed me of my Eden; Who with their weird hormones inhuman Can make a man into a woman. Alas, poor Eric!.. Erico I wish you were in Jerico.
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