SAN ZEROLO DAY AND THE DEVIL SAYS I LIKE IT BETTER WITH MY FACE BACKWARDS. THE GREAT PROCESSION IN MADRID OF THOSE WHOM SATAN GAVE UP THE ASS

MADRID, VALDEA SEAT OF THE MARICONERIA

Oh Madrid, you're left without people

The mobs are singing

Along the Gran Via

That tongue-twisting song

Soft bread, hard bread

Put the boy and the girl on their ass

Love from the reverse and backwards

All that rainbow rabble

With the colours of the rainbow

And a flower

In the balls

A new religion

has just been born

It's called Ltgb

Who knows

You already know

The last faggot

Buharros and fences

In procession

Winning the jubilee

And Mrs. Napias, the Galician minister of the thing, giving

A fierce and triumphant speech

Against hatred

And this is pure hatred from the house

From Tócame roque

What spits out of the mouth

The capital of Spain

A brothel

From the bitter shell

Yokes turned upside down

And the great staff

From dice in the ass

Let's cover the last eye of our sad anatomy

That suspects and exclaims everything without seeing

With a corset of roses

So as not to hear the farts

From Saint Zerolo who is in hell