El Circo De La Pena

Among mountains it advances
The traveling fair that shouts and sings
Happy-faced to the world
And behind the scenes tears jump
Among the shadows of the audience, a dead man
Who cries out for fresher air
We brought him an invention
We came on a carpet so get on it
Get on it from here you can see the blood
And the eyes of fear in the rafts
And the Pope's speech against hunger
And the Eden that walls its borders
Get on it, from here you can see a swarm
Of ministers, mayors, and flags
We have a carpet that returns
And it's killing us with sorrow

And the trapeze artist shouted: How do I jump into love?
And the painter shouted: Who has stolen my color?
All my circus cried bitten by pain

Gone will be the script of the man who made money
His role, his sentence, and his God
And now there is no full moon to transform this lost wolf
Who speaks in whispers
Who lost sight of his enemy
Gone will be

Get on it, from here you can see the blood
And the eyes of fear in the rafts
And the Pope's speech against hunger
And the Eden that walls its borders
Get on it, from here you can see a swarm
Of ministers, mayors, and flags
We have a carpet that returns
And it's killing us with sorrow

And the trapeze artist shouted: How do I jump into love?
And the painter shouted: Who has stolen my color?
All my circus cried bitten by pain

In this circus there are star children
Dead by shots and drowned in favelas