Juventud

Carnival, your mocking laughter
Invades the depths of my soul
Those who laugh open their arms
You steal the calm from those who suffer
Your madness, your cruel irony
Leaves marks after you pass
And you turn the happy into sad
Those poor souls, no one can save them

Carnival, carnival, so reckless
You trample with your foolishness
I’m young, I face you head-on
Tell Momo to draw his sword
I fear nothing from your hurtful jabs
Your sarcastic grin is a thrill
I provoke you... You can’t handle me
I’m young and nothing scares me

For now, I keep you shining
And I celebrate your antics with joy
Drunk on the noise of cheerful parades
Filling my noble spirit
But I know that after three decades
You’ll start the fight all over again
You prey on the old, coward
I ask for no ransom, nor do I want it.