Encadenados

Women are metals
In a state of cotton
Sweet mamey fire
Sacred elixir of scorpion
The spirit rises
When matter is released
So we fall into the abyss
Of our mischievous appetites
And ask for forgiveness
For all my sins
To live chained
In the resurrection, yes
Of the flesh

So imperative are
The assaults of desire
Charging once again to the attack
In the carnal abduction of emptying myself
Ask for forgiveness
For all my sins
To live chained
In the resurrection...
Of the flesh
I learned laws for the queens
I learned all the techniques
I learned the rhythm of restraint
Just to please them
In the resurrection, yes
Of the flesh
In the resurrection, yes