Rómulo y Remo [English translation]

Two black domincan women,

a house at the beach, time to waste,

two hundred Don Perignons,

and the bump-proof hard face.

Secrets, loves, better songs,

invite Marlon Brando to a dinner.

to earn a fucking sweepstake,

and democracy not to mock us.

To be more pal of my loneliness,

to not be on offer when you're not around.

A heart that doesn't tumble

thirty five times with the same stone,

a good cancer in the testicles

for Galtieris and the Masseras.

friends partying, my teeth to last,

to be able to forget whenever I feel like it.

heaven to be at out hand,

in case of hell not having beds.

to sell myself expensive to the worst bidder,

to think slow and with hunger of goal, goal, goal.

We want it all a little more of all,

in the shedload and a bit more.

We want it all a little more of all,

in the shedload and a bit more.

ten kilos of cold blood,

a good lie always in the pocket,

to be lucky in the failures,

and a good aim with the sins,

a great wine as dessert, a good navel as a first dish,

a safari to Graciela Alfano's tits,

to be old when it doesn't ache.

to not be taken in count by death,

you to not have enough with what I don't give to you,

you to find useless what I never am, am, am.