MARIMACHO Lyrics English Translation by Zahara
We were daughters of the houses of silence
But our whole body screamed out in the field
And what we felt inside
Was so much more than fear
The world was drawn with every stride
But on the way back it started disappearing
It kept getting
Smaller and
Smaller and
Smaller and smaller, smaller, smaller
Let’s go play with the dolls
Let’s rip their heads off
Tomboy
We’ll use them as a ball
Playing until we fall
Tomboy
They’ll whistle offside
They’ll scream Dyke get out
Tomboy
Dribble down the wing, cross to the far post
The header gets cleared by the catenaccio
Shoot from the edge of the box, Top corner screamer
Tomboy
Crossed shot, backheel flick, boots caked in mud
Tomboy
We were a choreography with no audience
A secret altar in the middle of nowhere
Where faith wore boots and high socks
Even if they called her a slut
The world was drawn with every stride
But on the way back it started disappearing
It kept getting
Smaller and
Smaller and
Smaller and smaller, smaller, smaller, smaller, smaller
Let’s go play with the dolls
Let’s rip their heads off
Tomboy
We’ll use them as a ball
Playing until we win it all
Tomboy
They’ll whistle offside
They’ll scream Dyke get out
Tomboy
Dribble down the wing, cross to the far post
The header gets cleared by the catenaccio
Shoot from the edge of the box, Top corner screamer
Tomboy
Crossed shot, backheel flick, boots caked in mud
Tomboy
Let’s go play with the dolls
Let’s rip their heads off
Tomboy
We’ll use them as a ball
Playing until we win it all
Tomboy
They’ll whistle offside
They’ll scream Dyke get out
Tomboy
Dribble down the wing, cross to the far post
The header gets cleared by the catenaccio
Shoot from the edge of the box, Top corner screamer
Tomboy
Crossed shot, backheel flick, boots caked in mud
Tomboy