Pols de Nimfa

I found a nymph in this woods
And she covered me in fine dust
In exchange for a night of love
Na, na, narananà

Nymph dust, the dark path
Towards the bright paradise

My conscience is getting wild
And I’m all caught up in a lively tingle
I feel like I’m entering Valencia
Riding a donkey named Lazy

Nymph dust, the dark path
Towards the bright paradise

Things keep going, it never ends
And I’m flying low, dodging the rocks
At the whore’s place on her bike!
It’s clear this won’t lead anywhere

Nymph dust, the dark path
Towards the bright paradise