El Templo de Momo

A shed of light is the temple of Momo
Pure noisy flower and pure drunkenness.
Holy smoker from there...from La Plata
Get out of lethargy, come to parade

In addition to your smile
In addition to your pains
You will copy from the temple of Momo
A wild love and the pulse of the trip.

There is also salty poison cake
Liquor and ballads to deceive...
That blonde who swallowed a hundred grand
Does what he can to live.

In addition to your smile
In addition, yes!...of how to lie
You will copy from momo-sampler
Old medicines to dream...

They come staggering, suffocated roosters
And the