Salamandra

In the kingdom of the salamander
There are whispers of a certain nightingale
Who devours the seed of man
Who remains alone
And consumes in passion
Vertical voluptuous smile
Offered to pleasure, to pain
And in foam overflows its strength
Receives the lance
From its supreme lord
Ah!, what will it be, what will it be, what will it be,
What will it be, what will it be, what will it be,
What will it be, what will it be that voice?
Ah!, what will it be, what will it be, what will it be,
What will it be, what will it be, what will it be,
What will it be, what will it be that voice?
Who will enchant it?
Who will yield?
Between beauty and the beast
There is no superiority
Its scent attracts science
Its flesh the predator
In the kingdom of the salamander
There are whispers of a certain nightingale
Who has fallen into the cage of a man
Who eats, who burns
And is a vampire of love
(Chorus)
(Ah!, that voice), that voice
(Ah!, that voice), mmmmm!
*Ah!, what will it be, what will it be, what will it be,
What will it be, what will it be, what will it be,
What will it be, what will it be that voice?
(* Repeats 4 times)
(Ah!, that voice...)
Ah!, that voice.