Rubíes Rubios Vol. 02

Eh, eh
Tomouts
I
I, I, I
Rubies Blondes, I

In the recipe of wachuma is the cure, eh
In no vaccine
The tambourine relaxes me
Her eyes were two moons
Before the babies gave me tenderness
Now sorrow for what awaits them
What you see I burned in the bonfire
My peace desires

To live in a silent and serene house
And be the only one to make all the noise I want
This gray city upsets me
It makes me look strange, exotic on the outside
They ask me what's wrong as if I knew
I wish it were so, it would solve many problems
I get angry, lose my mind, without permission

Emitter of my surprising spells, bug
Sickly, chimerical, imprecise dreams
I rationalize if it was prejudice or intuition, kid
I harmonize to taste the honeyed delicacy
Surreptitious sacrifices in the hiding place, I
If I have time I waste it
If I don't have time I need it, fuck

I, ah
Manucho Conflict
Tomouts, ale