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Προεπιλογή PART II

Chorus

All the crippled and sick old bitches want now to hang our Maria Sabina

All the crippled and sick old bitches want now to see the expression of the hangman, while he embraces her through the air, our Maria Sabina

All the crippled and sick old bitches won't be able to hang from the feet of Maria Sabina

All the crippled and sick old bitches want now to smell the last droplet of sweat of Maria Sabina



Maria Sabina

Listen moon

Listen woman, Southern Cross

listen woman, star of sailors

Listen candle of the dead

Listen newborn rabbit

listen sun and clouds

listen woman wounded unto death

Listen woman without a soul

listen woman without a body

Listen woman without love

listen woman

listen snail in the fountain

Listen summer fly

listen morning star

Listen Andromache

listen rain water

listen bright day

Listen dog's black mouth

Listen lustful and comforted widow

listen lustful and beautiful widow

listen Mary Stuart

Listen pauper of the whippings

Listen Joan of Arc

listen St. Andrew on the Cross

listen pauper of the whippings

Listen Messalina

listen pauper of the whippings

Listen flower of marijuana

listen eye that has been trampled by beasts

Listen sacristan who stas the oil

Listen discolored soul in purgatory

Listen lonely owl

Listen Nicanor

I declare that I am a corpse that sings

I declare that I know how to raise columns with tears and saliva

I declare that I can prepare elixirs of life and potions of death

I declare that if I ask for mercy it is only to mock your heart

I declare that I do not believe in your justice or your injustice

I declare that I am guilty under the law that rules you

I declare that I despise your law

I declare that I spit on your law

I declare that I feel compassion for you and for your law

Chorus

AY! AY! AY! AY! AY!

Prepare the sentence for her, you Sheriff

Prepare the rope for her, you Hangman

Prepare the stones for her, you child

Don't prepare the tomb for her, you there gravedigger, we demand that Maria Sabina be devoured by the wild birds and dried up by the wind

AY! AY! AY! AY! AY!

Maria Sabina

Listen warehouse clock

Listen sewer rat

Listen young girl who won't look me in the eye

today

listen pimp

listen spoiled harlot who allows her blood to be sucked by the pimp

listen virgin who looks at yourself in the mirrow with fury

listen you hangman with soft manners

listen crap-shooter

listen beer drinker

listen profaner of corpses, friend of corpses, kin of corpses

Listen flute player who sins with maiden goats

Listen pin-pierced butterfly listen miserly hoarder of empty bottles

listen Martin the fisherman who flies over the enraged sea

listen aurora borealis

listen rainbow of just five colors

I laugh at your impatience

I laugh because I know I will fool you with my pirouette

I laugh because you do not know how to take advantage of occasions

Δ.
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