They wanted some fun, as a joke it was planned
Though turned into misery of more than one...
At the side of the road in El Pato town
On the margin of importance, it should have never begun.
She went by the name of Raquel the Lunkhead,
Devoted to the wounds of the Lord and tears of his Mother
An eternal child showering with petals
Penetrating her body and soul
Then she spots a blue figure she knew so well
From a sun-burnt pictures at her grandma's house
Which coldly requested a sacrifice
Then she lost control and she lost her mind
And she went into the fields and disappeared
Her thirst never satisfied
The curse was ahead, with no mercy at hand
They dropped the figure in the forest nearby
The secret of imps that can never be found
But Raquel returned in blue and in white
Sat on the side of their beds in the dark cold night
Through a cold and motherly kiss she passed them disease
They wanted some fun, now they have to run
In madness, confusion of body and mind
In blue and in white she's still walking
In blue and in white she's still walking
In blue and in white she's still walking
In blue and in white she's still walking

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