La Flor de Bagdad
Los Amantes De Lola
The Flower of Baghdad
Few know what has happened in the east.
Dreams and rituals are sold,
Without crime or punishment.
In the temple of pleasure and greed,
Merchants sell a very ancient treasure.
It changes everyone,
It burns everyone,
It silences everyone,
The flower of Baghdad.
It changes everyone,
It burns everyone,
It silences everyone,
The flower of Baghdad.
Inside, the dream turns into a nightmare,
And upon waking, you are prey to plunder.
If the scent of magic seduces you,
Or the aroma of uncertainty calls,
Don't pay attention.
It changes everyone,
It burns everyone,
It silences everyone,
The flower of Baghdad.
It changes everyone,
It burns everyone,
It silences everyone,
The flower of Baghdad.
It changes everyone,
It burns everyone,
It silences everyone,
The flower of Baghdad.
It changes everyone,
It burns everyone,
It silences everyone,
The flower of Baghdad.
