La Incogible

Today I woke up wanting to write a song
To the ungraspable
To the ungraspable
She wasn't very beautiful or much, but for no reason.
It was ungraspable, it was ungraspable

We try for good
with paying him
By showing him the poronga
And even with love

We try without pride
Without chamuyo
And hiding him in the weeds
The dildo

We tried breaking into many
In the house at night
We tried alcohol (papara-lairara)
We tried a kid who was cute
And with the story that the end of the world
It's already arrived

We try a chota in his presence
As an example of science
But he didn't believe
I do not believe

We try with marriage promises
With the couple's nonsense
But he didn't grab

We tried telling him to start with the ass
Which is undoubtedly safer
and it's better
We tried some threats
To tell what happens to him on television

We tried a surprise orgy
With a couple of old whores in his room
We tried giving him an embalmed cock
To see if it would loosen his heart

We tried fucking a lineman
To make him feel sorry but
It didn't work
It didn't work

We tried with posters, with banners
And even with the serenade: "picking us up"
We tried betting a huge amount on it
That he didn't smoke ten times
And he smoked them
He smoked them

We tried a puppet show
Who danced like athletes
All function
We swear that because of that refusal
We cut the strip
And he didn't care

We did it with the witch of the jungle
A 'I want cock' spell that didn't work
It did not work out

We gave it to the aunt, the sister
To the cousin, to the sister-in-law
To the neighbor and the maid
Also to the godmother, to the friends
And a grandmother who screwed because they didn't give her

We tried cloning it to give it without touching it
But the priest of the church refused
We try hypnosis
With magic, with therapy
And the guarangas potions of love

We tried putting the cock in his mouth
To see if he was tempted but not
We talk with the mother, with the father
They said that we were right

Time passed and each
He continued on his way and
Nobody else saw her
Sometimes when someone asked
We invented destinations
And we forgot her again

I don't even know how much time had passed.
But one day I find her
Liberator
I had another hairstyle, a skirt
Black glasses and a film camera

As soon as he looked at me
We hug like two strangers
who ask for forgiveness
We agreed to meet that night
To see if we did something
But he didn't call, no no no

And today I woke up wanting to write a song, this song, to the unknowable
To the ungraspable
She wasn't very beautiful or much
But without reason, without reason
It was ungraspable, it was ungraspable