A keresés eredménye

The Dance of the Butterflies

I want you to know that my shyness subsists in abandonment
That everything has been to meet you my friend and start dreaming
That my breathing changes my pulse when I mention you
My heart beats to excess with a little word of yours
 
What the fuck, I have a thousand impulses, I can't control my cravings
And I thought that this feeling had an expiration date
And now it turns out that the intentions speak with the eyes
And your penetrating gaze has contacted my satiety
 
I need a pact with time
That my mouth with your kisses
Will be for all eternity
With the nakedness of our bodies
It pays tribute to the feeling
In honour of the truth
 
I am short of breath with the healing that draws my soul
An intense cold, there is no longer anyone to bear the weight of this cross
Scenes pass, moments of anguish
Torment and calm, the darkness that blinded my eyes
 
Now it is only light, it is strange to feel the illusion and the fear at the same time
That now the dreams are not puppets in my sanity
I am very clear that love is like fashion, everything is temporary
They will be fragments, if in those moments there is a step back
 
I need a pact with time
That my mouth with your kisses
Will be for all eternity
With the nakedness of our bodies
It pays tribute to the feeling
In honour of the truth
 
And now take my hand and kiss me slowly (kiss me, kiss me)
And now that no one is looking at us why don't you invite me to dream
I'm all trick, get on naked, my body is summer
Gone are those refrains that say I don't fall in love any more
 
Tell me how you got into my body
Who gave you consent
How did you get in without calling
And now I am a slave to your kisses
If I don't link with your waist
The madness of the verb love
 
I need a pact with time
That my mouth with your kisses
Will be for all eternity
With the nakedness of our bodies
It pays tribute to the feeling in honour of the truth.
 

Two-legged Rat

Versions: #2
Foul rat,
Slithering beast,
Filth of this world,
Deformed monstrosity!
 
Subhuman
Specter from Hell,
Goddamned maggot...
You have hurt me so badly!
 
Vermin,
Poisonous snake,
Abomination of life:
I both hate and despise you!
 
[Chorus:]
Two-legged rat...
I'm talking to you!
Because an abject creature,
Even the most malevolent of them all,
When compared to you
Is insignificant!
 
Goddamned bloodsucker,
Goddamned cockroach,
You infect everything you bite,
You both cause harm and kill...
 
Vermin,
Poisonous snake,
Abomination of life:
I both hate and despise you!
 
[Chorus:]
Two-legged rat...
I'm talking to you!
Because an abject creature,
Even the most malevolent of them all,
When compared to you
Is insignificant!
 
[Spoken:]
(Are you listening to me, you wretched thing?
You hyena from hell...
I both hate and despise you so very much!)
 
Goddamned bloodsucker,
Goddamned cockroach,
You infect everything you bite,
You both cause harm and kill...
 
Vermin,
Poisonous snake,
Abomination of life:
I both hate and despise you!
 
[Chorus:]
Two-legged rat...
I'm talking to you!
Because an abject creature,
Even the most malevolent of them all,
When compared to you
Is insignificant!
 

The neighbourhood's whore

The friends call her Marita and her name is Rosario
but we all call her the neighbourhood's whore
She laid with the store man and the inspector
and that's how she became the neighbourhood's whore
 
My mom is a sensitive woman and lovely
as she lives in front she calls her the in front whore
She was doing it to the altar boy when she went to the confessional
praying the Ave Maria, the neighbourhood's whore
 
She suck the sock to a director of the Mortgage Bank
and that's how she got a home, the neighbourhood's whore
Of having so much in and out she got an ovarian cancer
said the doctor in the bad about the neighbourhood's whore
 
And as I didn't want to be sad and lonely
I had to get married with the neighbourhood's whore
And I always cry when I remember on every anniversary
that my wife was once the neighbourhood's whore
 

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Poor Little Pistol

If to sleep you took me to your bed
You should have told me
Not to reserve the desire
And not to get excited with a poor bug
 
To sleep I have a bed
Bigger
Warmer
You do not use your blanks
You do not shoot anything
Poor Pistol
 
Every night I spent hoping
Dreaming alone while your snoring
Poor Pistol, you do not shoot anything
Nor from time to time
 
Are you hearing me, useless?
How ungrateful was the nature with you!
 
Do not walk around presuming
You are very hot
Pure story and promises not to be fulfilled
You cannot stand anything
My sleeping beauty
 
Every night I spent hoping
Dreaming alone while your snoring
Poor Pistol, you do not shoot anything
Not from time to time