Amapola Negra
Eres filo de navaja que me abre
Eres hoja de cuchillo que me parte
Eres flor de nieve amarga
Eres negra amapola blanca
Y te meces halagada con el viento
Pero marchitas delicada si te tiento
Eres flor de nieve amarga
Eres negra amapola blanca
Por las venas de tu carne vegetal
Corre un veneno caro, dulce y sin igual
Me arrastraría de dejarme yo llevar
Temprano a tu tumba, a un certero mal final
Mas tú nunca beberás de mi saliva
Ni tu cáliz cobrará jamás mi vida
Eres flor de nieve amarga
Eres negra amapola blanca
Black Poppy
You're a razor's edge that cuts me
You're a knife's blade that tears me apart
You're a bitter snow flower
You're a black and white poppy
And you sway, flattered by the wind
But you wilt, delicate, if I tempt you
You're a bitter snow flower
You're a black and white poppy
Through the veins of your plant-like flesh
Runs a rare, sweet poison like no other
I would be dragged if I let myself go
Early to your grave, to a certain bad end
But you'll never drink from my saliva
Nor will your chalice ever claim my life
You're a bitter snow flower
You're a black and white poppy