Текст и перевод песни Babasónicos - Viva Satana

Viva Satana

Tura Satana anda buscando su sombrero allá
Allá en Las Vegas
Tura montada en una lata de fuego
Deja estrobo de chispas por la carretera
Hace auto stop en un rancho
Quema a todos, mata a todos
Un zafarrancho no entiende de suplicas, menos de llantos
Luces titilan, alumbran marquesinas del Gatas Latinas
Un burlesque glitter, kinky, nasty roba el show de stripper y arranca mil hurras
Viva Satana! Viva Satana!

Si va hacia algún ladoo vuelve de él
Sólo imagina una cosa
Todos los destinos por recorrer todos conducen a Córdoba
No distingue el bien del mal, la llaman la Ponderosa
Porno-fronteras, prosti-dimensiones pussy-power-cat
Vibra la almeja, chinga Satana, hecha humo y furia que velocidad
Es un relámpago lustra sus botas reflejar su frente en la eternidad del mundo negro
Manos violentas, guantes cubren garras que pueden hundirte en un mar de cuervos

Un tendal de espíritus quedaron atrás
Si va hacia algún lado vuelve de el
Solo imagina una cosa
Todos los destinos por recorrer, todos conducen a Córdoba
No distingue el bien del mal, la llaman la Ponderosa

Luces titilan, alumbran marquesinas del Gatas Latinas
Un burlesque glitter kinky, nasty roba el show de stripper y arranca mil hurras
Viva Satana! Viva Satana!
Un tendal de espíritus quedaron atrás
Un tendal de espíritus quedaron atrás
Si va hacia algún lado vuelve de él sabe muy bien una cosa
No quedan caminos por recorrer y nunca llega a Córdoba
Si va hacia algún lado vuelve de él sabe muy bien una cosa
No quedan caminos por recorrer y nunca llegará a Córdoba
Vive salvaje y sin ley
Su signo es la Ponderosa

Hail Satan

Tura Satana is looking for her hat over there
Over there in Las Vegas
Tura riding on a fire can
She's leaving a trail of sparks along the highway
She hitches a ride at a ranch
She burns everyone, kills everyone
A fracas doesn't understand pleas, much less tears
Lights flash, they light up the marquees of the Las Latinas
A burlesque glitter, kinky, nasty steals the show from the stripper and draws a thousand cheers
Hail Satan! Hail Satan!

If she goes somewhere, she comes back from it
Just imagine one thing
All the destinations to travel to all lead to Cordoba
She doesn't distinguish between good and evil, they call her the Ponderosa
Porn-frontiers, hooker-dimensions pussy-power-cat
The clam vibrates, hail Satan, she's made of smoke and fury, what speed
She's a flash of lightning, she shines her boots to reflect her face in the eternity of the black world
Violent hands, gloves cover claws that can sink you into a sea of ravens

A host of spirits were left behind
If she goes somewhere, she comes back from it
Just imagine one thing
All the destinations to travel to, all lead to Cordoba
She doesn't distinguish between good and evil, they call her the Ponderosa

Lights flash, they light up the marquees of the Las Latinas
A burlesque glitter, kinky, nasty steals the show from the stripper and draws a thousand cheers
Hail Satan! Hail Satan!
A host of spirits were left behind
A host of spirits were left behind
If she goes somewhere, she comes back from it she knows very well one thing
There are no more roads to travel and she never reaches Cordoba
If she goes somewhere, she comes back from it she knows very well one thing
There are no more roads to travel and she will never reach Cordoba
You live wild and without law
Your sign is the Ponderosa