Por Una Muñeca
Bia Krieger
For a Doll
To tip my hat, no way before
For a lady
Today I crawl and don't know what else
When she calls me
I was a fierce dog, she feeds me
In her little hand
My wolf teeth will turn
Into a gentle mouth
For a doll, I became tiny
Who closes her eyes when resting
For a doll, I became tiny
She says 'mommy' when I touch her
I am at her feet, what will become of me
She's my executioner
Through her jealousy, I go through hell
Under her yoke
To a beautiful wallflower that seemed
Wonderful to me
To a beautiful wallflower, she snatched it
With her umbrella
For a doll, I became tiny
Who closes her eyes when resting
For a doll, I became tiny
She says 'mommy' when I touch her
Gypsies and magicians have already deciphered
The curse
That her lovely arms will be
The cross of my torment
There are worse, there are better
But all in all
Whether we hang here, whether we hang elsewhere
If we must hang
I made myself very small in front of a doll
Who closes her eyes when laid down
I made myself very small in front of a doll
Who says 'mommy' when touched