Rock Yugular
Patricio Rey y Sus Redonditos de Ricota
Jugular Rock
Give me... give me your life
Give me and you will have my mercy
Give me the thirst of your armored eyes
And give me your insolence too
This life rarely makes sense, love
And so you see that even my shadow shines
In this city
They fall, they fall at last, the disguises fall
They fall, undressing you
While some ghosts, faithful friends
They laugh at you and steal your faith
You are copying your wound on a red handkerchief
And you already know that playing sheep they're going to slaughter you
Laughter in the devil's workshop
Traps for your dreaming
You will not be a slave to paradise
You're going to dance in a jugular rock
You see yourself in the small mirror of today's world
And you don't want the file of time to bite again
Give me... give me your life
Give me and you will have my mercy
Give me the thirst of your armored eyes
And give me your insolence too
