Priscila doesn't know when she's lying,
she keeps thinking, if there are no people.
She looks at you slowly, from top to bottom,
she leaves you naked at a glance.
Priscila doesn't want to commitments,
she remembers the men she didn't want
she remains distant, with a lot of disposition
she tells your eyes to calm down.
Priscila doesn't know when she's lying,
she stays thinking, if there are no people.
She looks at you slowly, from top to bottom,
she leaves you naked at a glance…
Priscila doesn't want commitments,
reminds the men she didn't want
she remains distant, with a lot of disposition
she tells your eyes to calm down...
And the days go by and she continues
sitting in her ego, while she measures
rations of life that satisfy her
served with doses of courage...
Priscila, does not want to change,
Priscila was never alone.
Who knows what you are going to do,
when you grow old without knowing why?...
I know that you are not old,
control your vanity then.
Priscila good, Priscila bad ,
Priscila hooks the entire city...
Priscila controls her excesses,
limits the legacy of her kisses
she appears overwhelmed, she kicks you…
She makes you a foreigner in her embassy.
Priscila promotes jealousy well,
she distinguishes the bad from the good,
she seems decent, but she is very conscious,
and she traps the innocent…
And everyone praises her charms
they covet having her in their arms
and they take for granted that there is no life,
if you fall into Priscila's clutches…
Priscila , does not want to change,
Priscila was never alone.
Who knows what you are going to do,
when you grow old without knowing why?
I already know that you are not old,
control your vanity then.
Priscila good, Priscila bad,
Priscila hooks the whole city…