Moda de Sangue [English translation]

When I arrest you in the jail of hugs

And when I torture you and suffocate you between my arms

And I shoot you with eyes of desire

Biting you with the taste of my kiss

When I scratch you, I strike you with delights

Pouring blood of your malicious body

When I curse you with obscene words

It seems like I am swearing the most serene oaths

When I revenge all the evil you cause me

With phrases of wickedness and poison

I feel, my love, that love is all about it

About these things so out of sanity

I feel, my love, that love is all about it

About these things so out of sanity