IN THE FEAST OF THE SANTA SINNER

 

MARY OF MAGDALA

Pray for us holy and sinful woman

Inescapable part love and sex

of the human condition

You anointed the feet of the Master

In ca the pharisee

And spending like a good Jew

Simon protested

oh mary magdalene

that you were stoned

And the Lord saved you

You were not dilapidated thanks to Him

He who is blameless

cast the first stone

Saint Luke says that he cast from your body

Seven Devils

You watered his feet with your lace hair

that your lovers

Of desire he carried

madness of divine love

Rabonni my master

Because you loved Christ as God

and as a man

at the foot of the cross

And on the triclinium

well you sinned a lot

all was forgiven you

Magdalena Street in Oviedo

Modelen College, Oxford

Where did I direct my steps?

Asylum Church in the Concha de Artedo

Where I pray the office of your party

from year to year

You were the first to shout

of resurrection

And that plea of ​​the good Jesus

Resurrected noli me tangere

Don't touch me rumbles in my ears

what a cry of hope

Well love will win

I carry my cross

Lost the woman I loved

The nymphs of the canton came

That for loving a lot they were forgiven

freckle fortiter

Quia in corruptione genuit me

mother pisses

We are born between pain and vaginal discharge

And we die in the shit

Foolish man, what do you pride and strut about?

Only love will save us

The crown of thorns that they girded

On my forehead my brothers

The one who took love from me

I forgive the rapes

And vileness that harassed me

the fornicating children

The tricks the horns

the femented slime

The demonic laughter, the insults

I carried on my shoulders

With my cross following your penitent life

I'm already world and safe

With tears and opprobrium I washed away the guilt

beautiful jewish saint

israeli flower

That blooms in the bitter pensil

of christianity

Shelter of the fallen woman

and that you watch from above

to all the prostitutes

Poor females who give love

In the midst of infamies and perversions

Mary Magdalene prays pro nobis

Take them all under your wing

I'm glad of your victory

On this bright summer day

Do not let us fall into temptation

et free us bad