La Ramera

If you think you broke my flowerpot
Don't worry
I'm used to watering it
And you were getting too green for me
Tomorrow you'll dry up, I'll get another plant

But let it be desert-like, oh yes, desert-like
But let it be desert-like, oh yes, desert-like

So if I don't water it, I don't worry
Because it must be fine
So if I don't water it, I'm not in a hurry
Like I watered with you

And let only one gardener pick the fruit
Not like you who were already picked
And if others dare
Well, good luck
Let's see if they don't get pricked
And you resemble so much a creeper
You get stuck on any trunk
And you turn around
With your little branches that tangle everywhere
And among so much whorehouse
We already nicknamed you
The whore

And let only one gardener pick the fruit
Not like you who were already picked
And if others dare
Well, good luck
Let's see if they don't get pricked

And you resemble so much love
A creeper
You get stuck on any trunk
And you turn around
With your little branches that tangle everywhere
And among so much whorehouse
We already nicknamed you
The whore

But let it be desert-like, oh yes, desert-like
But let it be desert-like, oh yes, desert-like
But let it be desert-like, oh yes, desert-like
But let it be desert-like, oh yes, desert-like