Vinagre y Rosas
Joaquín Sabina
Vinegar and Roses
When I learned to swallow fire
The circus had already left
From Albacete to New York
The elephant is blind
The wounded tamer
Who has lied, my love?
The song I'm singing
Starts in other songs
And ends in a hospital
Why do I keep risking
My life on even or odd
For so-and-so?
When the Pied Piper of Hamelin
Pulled a mouse out of his hat
Punchinello ran away with Harlequin
There are butterflies from the outskirts
That never learn to fly
Vinegar and roses
At dinner time
The Polish trapeze artist
Fell for a strongman
On the road to Moscow
She traded my gold for his alpaca
Damn the law of the funnel
I'm not worth less than you
The knife thrower
To make a living
Works as a sharpener
The human cannonball gets angry
His gunpowder is soaked
From saying goodbye so much
When the Pied Piper of Hamelin
Pulled a mouse out of his hat
Punchinello ran away with Harlequin
There are butterflies from the outskirts
That never learn to fly
Vinegar and roses
At dinner time
