Damas de La Noche
Arkangel
Ladies of the Night
Between grimy streets and cries
Sadness rolls and memories fly
To a past of intense loves
Come back to the present where there's only sex
And you'll find passions
And you'll find deviations
But you'll buy empty pleasure
Ladies of the night
Always there
Like dancers without mirrors showing tricks
Just for money and fake pleasure
It will never give you love even if you seek it
Just a comedy of painted faces
With empty souls
Of painted faces with empty souls
A tragedy
Among whispers in the darkness
There's only endless lust
Gazes get lost in your walk
Look in your pocket, you can buy it
And they'll change their name
They'll fall into oblivion
They'll never see the sunlight
Ladies of the night
Always there
It doesn't matter who will pay tonight
They play hard
Challenging life
Money or death, the risk is total
But no one will miss her
