Conde - Duque
Conde-Duque si es tan extraña esa flor
arránquela de una dentellada
Conde-Duque si es tan grande el dolor
quite esas galas y vista de luto.
Todo el día llena su cama
con todas las ganas que tiene de llenarla.
Con lenguas de ternera,
con pasteles de crema,
con lóbulos de oreja,
Conde-Duque ...
Tienda su capa y cruzarán las damas,
tienda su capa y cruzarán las damas.
Con esparadrapo se tapan la boca,
sienten deseo y asco Conde ...
Conde-Duque, hay un cielo caliente en cuerpo.
Conde-Duque, un cielo sonriente con sombrero.
Conde-Duque, en ese cielo no sirven el almuerzo.
Conde-Duque, a ese cielo no llevan los tranvías.
Conde-Duque, hay un cielo caliente en cada cuerpo.
Conde-Duque, un cielo sonriente con sombrero.
Conde-Duque ...
Count - Duke
Count-Duke, if that flower is so strange,
just rip it out with a bite.
Count-Duke, if the pain is so great,
take off those fancy clothes and dress in black.
All day long, she fills her bed
with all the desire she has to fill it.
With beef tongues,
with cream pastries,
with earlobes,
Count-Duke...
Spread your cape and the ladies will cross,
spread your cape and the ladies will cross.
With tape, they cover their mouths,
they feel desire and disgust, Count...
Count-Duke, there's a hot sky in every body.
Count-Duke, a smiling sky with a hat.
Count-Duke, in that sky, they don't serve lunch.
Count-Duke, trams don't go to that sky.
Count-Duke, there's a hot sky in every body.
Count-Duke, a smiling sky with a hat.
Count-Duke...