Observing you, two beautiful Swedish girls called Ingrid and a friend,
we engaged in human physics, at the Deutches Museum,
two college friends denying the existence of god
and senseless domestic inhibitions on a mission abroad,
we studied history, science, art and Svenskar, and vackra Svenskar won.
We bought and unabashedly named an old Volksbug, 'Ingrid',
fondled her brazenly, drove our passions reckless
through luscious Europa's unquenchable body by day,
slept with the Ingrid who carried us and dreamed of embracing you.