Das Dores de Oratórios

Because love is like fire,
If the flame breaks
There is no more remedy
It was for loving
That she yo-yo-yo
She cohabited with the loneliness of the place
It was for loving
That she yo-yo-yo
She only sinned in the dream nights when she climaxed
It was for loving
That she yo-yo-yo
She was left alone
He left her
She will remain alone... hum! It was for loving!
It was at the altar
That she yo-yo-yo
A bride that a float could carry
It was at the altar
That she yo-yo-yo
Pain that Das Dores' own pain will be
It was at the altar
That she yo-yo-yo
Will he not come?
No.
He will come...
No, he will not come... hum! It was at the altar
It was a place
It was yo-yo-yo
Savior Maria de Antonio and Pilar
It was a place
It was yo-yo-yo
Pebble worn out from waiting so long
Madly screaming
She yo-yo-yo
Forget, who will forget
The sun of that afternoon... hum! Sun screaming