Circo soledad [English translation]

There are clowns with colored smiles

That laugh to hide how much it hurts them

Trapeze artists with neckties and of misters

And buffoons like plagues in the television

In the circus what bores entertains you

There are doggies giving leaps like fools

And elephants directing a ministry

Assassins with nice nicknames

Motorcycle acrobats and cemetery

In the circus if it does not kill it is a remedy

Pamperings without liberty

The soul dies if your a marionette

Circus of loneliness

The crisis retired another poet

Truths that bring tricks in the suitcase

Characters that so much love the proletariat

That become magicians if you multiply them

Hunchbacks like good dromedaries

To hide what Sunday purifies

In the circus if you are near they splash/splatter you

There will always be a good tamer for the one who will let themselves be tamed

And harlequins that lend themselves to buy them

There is the tiger that eats whoever complains

And the horse that you pet to mount

In the circus the one who thinks you should scare

Pamperings without liberty

The soul dies if you are a marionette

Circus of loneliness

The crisis retried another poet

The circus survives with pirouettes

Be you the fire-thrower or the buffoon

Whom throws the knives or the fakir

Be you the ticket-seller or the owner

Or the one whom squashes the others to rise

Pamperings without liberty

The soul dies if you are a marionette

The crisis retired another poet

And a child receiving the post

• Artist:Ricardo Arjona
• Album:Circo soledad (2017)