E dai [English translation]

I have illusions in my eyes

With the brightness of thirty candles

Out of sex seeds jump

Exploding locomotives

I have hoarse intestines

In a rosary of worms

And my muscles are not enough

For this network of gossip

My screams afro-barks

They implode, rip, choke

And in my sleeping fingers

The Moon of the nails whine

So what?

My dirty swamp blood

Rises at the expense, on the contrary

And all those things I run from

Took the prize, endorsement and rank

Between anthems and trickery

Between teeth, and fingers

In the middle of these bananas

The things I hate and the things I fear

So what?

Delicacies on dishes

Fine wines in this wineskin

And in this pain that peels me

Ony my hatred is not rotten

I had centuries of waiting

In the accounts of my ribs

I have illusions in my eyes

With the brightness of thirty candles

So what?