Salomé is not crying the martyrdoms of your sorrows
Is a lie
You have never been a good woman with human or heart
* False woman, impostor of caresses
Your kiss is a virus that the soul poisons
Move your cravings a heart of hyena
With the evils of greed
( Repeat * )
(repeated from the beginning)
Lie ... Salome loves me
Lie ... Salome never deceives me
Lie ... I'm his delirium
Lie ... he says he loves me
Feel my sorrows, oy! Yes! Salome
Salomé, Salo, Salo, Salomé, Salomé
Ou! Salome, ay! Salo, Salo, Salomé
There is in your eyes the emerald green
That comes from the sea
And in your mouth the withered blood
What does the cora have
In the cadence of your divine voice
The love rhyme
And in your circles are the palm trees
Drunk sun
And in your circles are the palm trees
Drunk sun
Drunk, sun drunk
Little drunks ... there!
Only among all we can make this a better place :)