I Stand on the Marble Balcony

I'm standing on a marble balcony In an aristocratic salon. I ended up here for the first time, Ended up here completely by chance — a misunderstanding! You can feast on caviar and pineapples, You can peacefully chew the fat. As the conversation flows, you can down a glass of champagne With any influential figure. The evening gowns of socialites (Oh my God!) Whose fabric lets the stares slip through (Ooh!) The heavy grace of well-kept busts is on full display! No, I'm not leaving here! A multitude of artists and poets, A multitude of private rooms, Where, without any unnecessary questions, You can easily retire in silence, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah! The music doesn't hinder the conversation, (Absolutely not!) Everyone invites whomever they please. I'll pick myself a younger partner, Just a few words, and we're friends! No need to ruin a wonderful evening, You didn't come here for nothing! No point in playing the innocent virgin, After all, I'm not offering a mere trifle!