La Piba de Blockbuster

Hospitable and cordial
She did it more than once on the hardest sofa.
She wraps herself in a sweater that has long since
Become too small (it fits her so well!)
She plays lying on the cold floor of the lonely store.
Her mom is a miss from seventy-six...
The Blockbuster girl.
With chalk I closed a circle
With it I caught her and she couldn't escape.
Silent or very loud
Her kisses are gentle blessings.
Her finger pointed at me
Her tongue licked the finger
And took me to heaven...
I know sometimes I get blind anyway...
Then she makes me believe
That she will need me
More than anything in the world.
Her faithful badge is the blind girl of the strato
(for this time...)
And her little brother is that fish
That boxed me in an elevator!
How glamorous she is!
She sways laughing hoarse laughs
And she's so sweet!
Her lips, when smiling with smoke rings
Read the advances of piracy.
In a very low voice she spoke to me
She stole my energies and gave me her fragrance.

That red-haired rat is the daughter of Croats and bewitched me
Coca-cola and bossa nova and no tattoos to dirty her skin.
Nothing remains of that cheerful drunkard
Of the remarkable and faithful