Os mamilos cor de rosa
Podem começar a prosa
De quem se incomoda.
Os mamilos cor de rosa,
Acompanhados de quatro pares
E de quatro patas.
Raça vira-lata
Achei-lhe na praça
Aos prantos paralelos,
Tirei-lhe do inferno...
Ainda assim
Filhotes na barriga
Estavam por vir
Agradeço-lhe mãe imaculada
Urika, minha cadela amada.
Up on the stars with you
Looking through galaxies and star dust
Wasting our lust
Trying to figure out
something we can't live without
life I shall forget
but eternity is not mine yet
Get me out of this doom
let me smell your perfume
I shall wait longer
but my love will just get stronger
And when this is all done, and left a few
I will go to the deep space with you
Your scent makes me shiver inside
Your presence is my delight
Like a clam I used to hide
Staying up after midnight; smoking bowls, we're so high
At night when my demons come by
I ask you quietly to hold me tight
and you say "I might"
but faster than the speed of light
you blight me with love the entire time.