La luna vino a la fragua Con su polisón de nardos El niño la mira, mira El niño la está mirando En el aire conmovido Mueve la luna sus brazos Y enseña, lúbrica y pura Sus senos de duro estaño Huye luna, luna, luna Si vinieran los gitanos Harían con tu corazón Collares y anillos blancos Niño, déjame que baile Cuando vengan los gitanos Te encontrarán sobre el yunque Con los ojillos cerrados Huye luna, luna Luna, que ya siento sus caballos Niño, déjame No pises mi blancor almidonado El jinete se acercaba Tocando el tambor del llano Dentro de la fragua, el niño Tiene los ojos cerrados Por el olivar venían Bronce y sueño, los gitanos Las cabezas levantadas Y los ojos entornados ¡Cómo canta la zumaya! Ay, ¡cómo canta en el árbol! Por el cielo va la luna Con un niño de la mano Dentro de la fragua lloran Dando gritos, los gitanos El aire la vela, vela El aire la está velando

Ανέμισες για μια στιγμή το μπολερό και το βαθύ πορτοκαλί σου μεσοφόρι Αύγουστος ήτανε δεν ήτανε θαρρώ τότε που φεύγανε μπουλούκια οι σταυροφόροι Παντιέρες πάγαιναν του ανέμου συνοδειά και ξεκινούσαν οι γαλέρες του θανάτου στο ρογοβύζι ανατριχιάζαν τα παιδιά κι ο γέρος έλιαζε, ακαμάτης, τ' αχαμνά του Του ταύρου ο Πικάσο ρουθούνιζε βαριά και στα κουβέλια τότε σάπιζε το μέλι τραβέρσο ανάποδο, πορεία προς το βοριά τράβα μπροστά, ξοπίσω εμείς και μη σε μέλει Κάτω απ' τον ήλιο αναγαλιάζαν οι ελιές και φύτρωναν μικροί σταυροί στα περιβόλια τις νύχτες στέρφες απομέναν οι αγκαλιές τότες που σ' έφεραν, κατσίβελε, στη μπόλια Ατσίγγανε κι αφέντη μου με τι να σε στολίσω; φέρτε το μαυριτάνικο σκουτί το πορφυρό στον τοίχο της Καισαριανής μας φέραν από πίσω κι ίσα ένα αντρίκειο ανάστημα ψηλώσαν το σωρό. Κοπέλες απ' το Δίστομο, φέρτε νερό και ξύδι κι απάνω στη φοράδα σου δεμένος σταυρωτά σύρε για κείνο το στερνό στην Κόρδοβα ταξίδι μέσα απ' τα διψασμένα της χωράφια τα ανοιχτά Βάρκα του βάλτου ανάστροφη φτενή δίχως καρένα σύνεργα που σκουριάζουνε σε γύφτικη σπηλιά σμάρι κοράκια να πετάν στην ερήμην αρένα και στο χωριό να ουρλιάζουνε τη νύχτα εφτά σκυλιά.

Uno, dos y tres Tres banderilleros en el redondel Sin las banderillas, tres banderilleros Solo tres monteras, tras los burladeros Uno, dos y tres Luego tres capotes en el redondel Puntos cardinales De una geografía de sol y de sangre Y el toro en el Sur Una media luna sobre su testú Uno, dos y tres El toro no sabe cómo obedecer Las manos en llama El uno lo llama, pero no lo espera En un burladero tiembla una montera Y el dos que lo cita ni lo quiere ver Coraje, coraje Cornadón de rabia, burladero al aire Y la voz del tres: "¡Toro, toro, eh!" Patas y pitones en busca del tres Pero el tres espera y Uno, dos y tres Con tres capotazos le para los pies Punta de percal, mano burladora Sal torero, sal ahora Y cuando el torero llamando, citando ¡Fuerza la arrancada del toro! Y parando, temple a la embestida Mandando, marcando salida, burlando cornada Uno, dos y tres Son de nuevo tres Tres banderilleros Solo tres monteras tras los burladeros Uno, dos y tres Capotes al quite en el redondel Y uno, dos y tres Capotes al quite en el redondel Y uno, dos y tres Capotes al quite en el redondel

Got more, get your money in the air like this Fab Time, BK From nothin' to somethin', homie, yes Street fida-dida-dam, yes Ay, it's a new year and I'm back for the money Just, I think I left somethin' Cash rules everything around me Cream, it's a new year, dollar, dollar bill, y'all Yup, get that money, yup, dollar, dollar bill, y'all Yup, get that money, yup, dollar, dollar bill, yup, yup, yup It's the return of the young hustle A nigga came for the money, not the tongue tussle Me, I rather do my lip-lashin' when the chips cashed in Then you might see me on the strip, flashin' Like Vegas lights and they say I shine Vegas bright Draw a crowd like a Vegas fight Some shit, gettin' hit and my leg is light I mean, it coulda been a Tupac Vegas night Or maybe a notorious L.A. evening (Boo, you okay?) I mean, well, I'm breathing Hell, I'm even, bosser than I left The money ain't right, then I toss it to the left Yes, to the left, to the left Everything is hustled to the deaf, to the F A, B, baby, they be lazy Gucci straight jacket 'cuz I may be crazy Loony for the loot, psycho for the paper It's a new year but I recycle for the paper If green talks, then I'm the Geico with the paper So have my check right, no typos wit the paper, please Oh man, cash rules everything around me Cream, it's a new year, dollar, dollar bill, y'all Yup, get that money, yup, dollar, dollar bill, y'all Yup, get that money, yup, dollar, dollar bill I say, cash rules everything around me Cream, it's a new year, dollar, dollar bill, y'all Yup, get that money, yup, dollar, dollar bill, y'all Yup, get that money, yup, dollar, yup, money, yup, dollar, yup They say the rap game remind them of the crack game That's why they money go quicker than a crack high My money stack high, how high? Shaq high Yao high, that's why, yours is Bow Wow high You lookin' at your new hustle like ya last hustle Was looked at as Russell in my past hustle Shorty, work it, she be on her ass, hustle She make it clap, she know how to work them ass muscles Fast, rush you, then back to the money They say I'm frontin', can't turn my back to the money And truthfully, you cool but I'm attracted to money So why don't you turn ya back to the money and let it shake I'm lovin' how you move that smooth, you let it snake But playas don't chase at it, baby, we let it make Bet it make sense when you make them dollars I ain't gotta make 'em move but I make 'em holla It's my year but y'all could help me celebrate I'm nine fifteen, that means, I'm hella straight The Swizz stacks, Just Blaze bucks I'm back for my money, it's just they luck, fuck Come on, man, cash rules everything around me Cream, it's a new year, dollar, dollar bill, y'all Yup, get that money, yup, dollar, dollar bill, y'all Yup, get that money, yup, dollar, dollar bill I say, cash rules everything around me Cream, it's a new year, dollar, dollar bill, y'all Yup, get that money, yup, dollar, dollar bill, y'all Yup, get that money, yup, dollar, yup, money, yup, dollar, yup Put ya money in the air, m-m-money in the air Put ya money in the air, m-m-money in the air Let me see it up, yup, let me see it up Let me see it up, yup, let me see it up Ladies, money in the air, m-m-money in the air Money in the air, m-m-money in the air Money in the air, money in the air Let me see it up, nigga you don't believe that

Last night I got your letter It weighed as much as a feather Your words fly off the screen Saying shit that you don't mean Tommy two cocks Not far from the shore Will it be all right If I sleep on the floor? Baby, you're in luck Never fever enough Baby, you're in luck Never fever enough Baby, you're in luck Sit him out on the bast Young heart in its nest, sad song French queen on display Hoping she won't go away (Nah nah no) Now she's coming t'ward And I feel like a sword at my side Baby, you're in luck Never fever enough Baby, you're in luck Never fever enough It could be the drugs Never fever enough Baby, you're in luck Never fever enough