Caçador de Deusas [English translation]

Goddess of the fields of beauty

In nature I hunted your eyes of coal

Legs eight kilometres long

Hills and caves, forests and a vulcano

My bow became a hug

My target was raunchy

My deadly arrow

Bleed and pierced

Living that death that didn't exist

Our hips fit each other

And lusts danced nonstopping

She sighed and moaned

A crazy picture of pleasure and pain by my fantasy

Goddess of the fields of beauty

In nature I hunted your eyes of coal

Legs eight kilometres long

Hills and caves, forests and a vulcano

When then she told me

That she was a nymph, a beginner in love

Her body, subjected to my will,

Made me think it was the day of the prey

And not of the hunter1

Goddess of the fields of beauty

In nature I hunted your eyes of coal

Legs eight kilometres long

Hills and caves, forests and a vulcano

1. I know English has the 'every dog has its day' idiom, but it didn't fit here, so I had to translate the line freely