El Cantar De La Luna Oscura [English translation]

[Sex, prostitution and drugs have taken Mary Magdalene to her personal cross: AIDS.]

It's the Black Moon's country,

it's the empty room,

it's the most beautiful creature,

it's the disheartened lady.

Handsome gallants woo her

and those who succeeded

leave her with time

and, crying, she chooses oblivion.

She lives off oblivion and dies off oblivion

like a plant in a forgotten garden

knowing that no one loves her

knowing that no one has ever loved her.

It's the lost innocence,

it's the denied old age,

and a few lost tears.

Mary lives without hope.

She lives off oblivion and dies off oblivion

like a plant in a forgotten garden

knowing that no one loves her

knowing that no one has ever loved her.