Vaca Profana

I respect my tears a lot
But even more my laughter
I write, thus, my words
In the voice of a holy woman

Unholy cow, put on your horns
Out and above the herd
Unholy cow, put on your horns
Out and above the herd

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Owner of divine breasts
Pour the good milk on my face
And the bad milk in the faces of the squares

Follow the Madrid movement
Barcelona also kills you
Naples, Pino, Pi, Pau, Punks
Picassos move through London

Bahia, omnipresently
Rio and the Beautiful Horizon
Bahia, omnipresently
Rio and the Beautiful Horizon

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Cow with divine tits
The milk is good all in my throat
The milk bag for the purees

I want you to paint a love Bethânia
Stevie Wonder, Andalusian
Like the one I had in Tel-Aviv
Near the sea, far from the cross

But in cubist composition
My world Thelonious Monk's blues
But in cubist composition
My world Thelonious Monk's blues

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Cow with divine tits
Your good only for the hollow, my lack
And the rest flood the souls of the grimaces

I'm shy and loud
Tower designed by Gaudi
Sao Paulo is like the whole world
In the world, I lost a great love

Paris and New York grimaces
No hard feelings, we are here
Paris and New York grimaces
No hard feelings, we are here

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Owner of divine breasts
I want all your milk in my soul
No good milk for the squares

But I also know how to be square
Up close, no one is normal
Sometimes it goes in a straight line
The life that is my good, my bad

Furthermore, the ramblas of the planet
Orxata of xufa, if we plau
Furthermore, the ramblas of the planet
Orxata of xufa, if we plau

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Goddess of amazing tits
Drops of good milk on my face
Rain of bad milk on the squares

Bad milk in the face of squares
No good milk for the squares
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
And the bad milk in the faces of the squares
Rain of bad milk on the squares