Black Madonna

An echo blowing among the desert,Forgotten prayers buried aliveIn the burning sandArabian memoriesOf her scent , in the windHer ebony hair so long and tousled,Alabaster skin, so pure and coldCarved by the hands of sinHer crimson lipsThe black MadonnaKissed by the son of the fatherBeloved more than sons of his faithMoving her body in the sandShe is the sinner, saloméThe seven devils dance with herWith the dance of the seven veils.She is the one who knows allBlack Madonna, saloméWith the dance of the seven veilsBlack Madonna, saloméShe is the blood, she is the grail.Black Madonna, Magdalene.With the dance of the seven veilsBlack Madonna, saloméShe was crying,sweeping his feetDrying the drops of innocent tearsWith black hair ,over and overShe gasped with pleasure,in the sandLike a poisonous snakeThe queen of mysteryHer voice is lost in the desert...the black Madonna