Que Mimporta

What do I care about what suit I'll wear tomorrow?
What do I care about what food I'll eat tomorrow?
If today I desire dynamite
Because I have my blood boiling
Today I desire dynamite, because I have my blood boiling
Boiling to give it all to you
If you play with me and behave
I'll let you put the leash on me short
If not, I'll turn around walking on my boots
Because the night is on fire
If you don't take advantage, it's your loss
I'm feeling like I'm flying
And my blood is like an arrow
Heading straight to your mouth
I want you to drink my essence drop by drop...

What do I care about what suit I'll wear tomorrow?
What do I care about what food I'll eat tomorrow?
Well, well, your name is Julio
And I'm called Augusto
Tell me if you like me
I'm going to please you!
With that given selflessly
Oh, no worries
I'm going to lick your soul
Like the bush does
With the water flowing inside the earth
I like to be challenged
That's why I'm a b*tch
And I wag my tail
When I want, I'm a troublemaker
At the beach and in the mountains
And in the city, you have to adapt
If I like to walk on stones
Like a goat
I'm extreme and tough
And I don't care what they think of me...
If I'm capable
Of escaping
From this whirlwind of lies
It's true that I can handle more
And whatever they throw at me
I practice
I'm practical, hieratic, lunatic, volcanic, and deadly
Tonight is beautiful
Come and lick my little mouth
Because the water is starting to flow
And the starry night
I'm going to let you crash
Your bones want to hit mine
I like to gallop... slowly and wildly
When I want, I'm a troublemaker
At the beach and in the mountains
And in the city, you have to adapt
Because I like to walk on stones
Like a goat
I'm extreme and tough
And I don't care what they think of me...
Tonight I set aside the pain
Because that's what I am, a bullfighter, a brave little bull
A sweet kitten, a greedy little dog
I'm not poisonous, but if you don't make me laugh
I get furious
Let's not change things between you and me
Because when I want, I'm a troublemaker
At the beach and in the mountains
And in the city, you have to adapt
Because I like to walk on stones
Like a goat
I'm extreme and tough
And I don't care what they think of me...

What do I care about what suit I'll wear tomorrow?
What do I care about.