Una de Romanos

You have seen a cycle on television of cinema in Franco's times
I am that kid who grew up in the row of the left-handed
If a finger caressed a leg, a neck, a bra
The fearsome usher's flashlight would roar

She was fourteen years old on display
Rebecca over the knee to disguise
That taste of chocolate, skin, saliva, and sweat
Goosebumps make my heart race

On screen, Delilah cut Samson's hair to zero
And in the last row of the cinema, with socks, we learned you and I
Hand games, in the shadow of a summer cinema
Hand games, they always ended in a Roman one

It was essential to organize well the way
To enter the black and white semi-darkness of the newsreel
And while in the circus a lion was eating a Christian
The girl let herself be kissed so her brother wouldn't catch her

If they premiered Cleopatra and asked for ID
I went with a tie and acne-healing ointment
Until that bike from my childhood was running out of brakes
And in the movie they showed later, the good guys never won

And while on screen Nero set fire to Rome
Against the last fence of the cinema and in socks, we learned you and I
Today, everyone watches American porn videos
To watch with you, I rent a Roman one