Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song El Vals del Circo, artist - Paté de Fuá. Date of issue: 31.03.2011
Song language: Spanish
El Vals del Circo(original) |
| En los circos se tejen historias |
| Frente y tras el tupido telón |
| Y un amor que no fue en la memoria |
| De la hermosa esposa |
| Del prestidigitador |
| Y dos payasos |
| Que en cada amanecer |
| Cantan borrachos frente al sol |
| Abrazando botellas vacías |
| Tal vez |
| Con un serio problema de alcohol |
| Un acróbata chino |
| Y coquetas |
| Jovencitas de tierno rubor |
| Bailarinas que el tiempo hará ruinas |
| Soñando casarse |
| Con un próspero doctor |
| Un tigre flaco que inspirará al final |
| Cierta ternura y no temor |
| Al sumiso comer de la mano jovial |
| De la amante de su domador |
| Fingiendo alegres |
| Que no haya ocasos |
| Sonrientes bajo una misma luz |
| Todos seremos igual que payasos |
| Bajo la carpa del cielo azul |
| Todos lo circos del mundo tienen |
| Que afrontar un destino final |
| Y donar su cansado elefante |
| A la población de algún |
| Zoológico local |
| Venden su carpa |
| Y despliegan sin saber |
| La última y más triste función |
| Al marcharse vencidos |
| Para no volver |
| Rumbo a la inevitable extinción |
| Fingiendo alegres |
| Que no hay ocasos |
| Sonrientes bajo una misma luz |
| Todos seremos igual que payasos |
| Bajo la carpa del cielo azul |
| (translation) |
| Stories are woven in circuses |
| In front and behind the thick curtain |
| And a love that was not in memory |
| of the beautiful wife |
| of the conjurer |
| and two clowns |
| that in every dawn |
| They sing drunk in front of the sun |
| hugging empty bottles |
| Perhaps |
| With a serious alcohol problem |
| a chinese acrobat |
| and flirty |
| Young girls with tender blush |
| Dancers that time will make ruins |
| dreaming of getting married |
| With a prosperous doctor |
| A skinny tiger that will inspire in the end |
| A certain tenderness and not fear |
| To the submissive eat from the jovial hand |
| From the mistress of her tamer |
| pretending happy |
| Let there be no sunsets |
| Smiling under the same light |
| We will all be just like clowns |
| Under the blue sky tent |
| All the circuses in the world have |
| Than to face a final destiny |
| And donate your tired elephant |
| To the population of some |
| local zoo |
| They sell their tent |
| And they unfold without knowing |
| The last and saddest function |
| When leaving defeated |
| Never to return |
| Heading for inevitable extinction |
| pretending happy |
| that there are no sunsets |
| Smiling under the same light |
| We will all be just like clowns |
| Under the blue sky tent |