Strict observer
of the third mandate
with some slips on the sixth,
good mother and wife
of religious upbringing.
And if it wasn´t by fear,
she´d be the bride on the wedding,
the child at the baptism,
the dead at the burial,
whatever it takes to leave her imprint.
Lady, lady, from noble cradle,
from base bed. Lady of her Lord,
made woman by a rascal.
Lady that does
whatever she pleases.
Wife of his master,
made woman by a rascal.
Fervent admirer
of a decadent novelist,
thinjing and writing being
author of some poetry books,
thought they´re no longer in fashion.
Brilliant converses on the 7 to 9 cocktail party,
today it rains, tomorrow it rains,
maybe the day after there´ll be a thunderstorm,
wrapped in silk and furs.
Lady, lady, from noble cradle,
from base bed. Lady of her Lord,
made woman by a rascal.
Lady that does
whatever she pleases.
Wife of his master,
made woman by a rascal.
Avid devourer of obituaries,
births and sundry pains,
spreader of rumors,
common presence on burials
of very strict mourning clothes.
On Saturdays, experimental cinema,
on Sundays, the horse races
on the booths of El Real
the charity tea partys
playing the mender, she´s a...
Lady, lady, from noble cradle,
from base bed. Lady of her Lord,
made woman by a rascal.
Lady that does
whatever she pleases.
Wife of his master,
made woman by a rascal.