Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Los Equilibristas, artist - Teresa Parodi. Date of issue: 31.12.1986
Song language: Spanish
Los Equilibristas(original) |
| Dicho: |
| Los malabaristas, gitanos oscuros de mirada trágica |
| Vienen anunciando que el circo se acerca |
| Con su algarabía trasnochada y áspera |
| Por las callecitas del pueblo que huyen secretas y rápidas |
| Miren, allí viene el circo |
| Grita la juanita soltando la enorme tinaja |
| Corren chitano y lucero |
| Charol y rosita, gurises del alma |
| ¡ay! |
| Quién pudiera digo |
| Eternizar allí |
| Esa alegría y la luz |
| Que en sus caritas estalla |
| Miren ¡ay! |
| Qué estrellerío |
| Esa bailarina lleva en su tenué vestido |
| Que tiembla en l aire |
| Dorada cenicienta d qué cuento escapaste |
| Estribillo |
| Bailen gurisitos de mi pueblo |
| Ebrios de inocencia bajo el cielo |
| Si no somos más que equilobristas |
| De la esperanza, niños, de la ilusión |
| Suelten su alegría niños |
| Por las callecitas que bajan ligeras al río |
| Déle golpear su vencido |
| Cajón de lustrar |
| Acompaña el rufino |
| ¡ay! |
| Quién pudiera digo |
| Eternizar allí |
| Esa alegría y la luz |
| Que en sus caritas estalla |
| Miren ¡ay! |
| Qué estrellerío |
| Baila con los platillos cuando los frota el payaso |
| Que salta en el aire |
| Grotesca marioneta de qué cuento escapaste |
| (translation) |
| Saying: |
| The jugglers, dark gypsies with tragic eyes |
| They come announcing that the circus is approaching |
| With its outdated and rough hubbub |
| Through the small streets of the town that flee secretly and quickly |
| Look here comes the circus |
| Shouts the juanita letting go of the huge jar |
| Chitano and Lucero run |
| Patent leather and rosita, gurises of the soul |
| Oh! |
| who could say |
| eternalize there |
| That joy and light |
| That explodes in their little faces |
| Look oh! |
| what a crash |
| That dancer wears in her thin dress |
| That she trembles in the air |
| Golden Cinderella from which story did you escape |
| Chorus |
| Dance gurisitos of my town |
| Drunk with innocence under the sky |
| If we are not more than equilobrists |
| Of hope, children, of illusion |
| Release your joy children |
| Through the little streets that go down lightly to the river |
| Give him hit his due |
| polishing drawer |
| Accompany the rufino |
| Oh! |
| who could say |
| eternalize there |
| That joy and light |
| That explodes in their little faces |
| Look oh! |
| what a crash |
| Dance with the cymbals when the clown rubs them |
| that jumps in the air |
| Grotesque puppet from which story did you escape |