Me sobra carnaval

Even if you pay the bills
there's no one to give you back
what you didn't know one day
and now you do

carnivals again
and you don't even remember
that you enter here,
but you don't leave.

friends like truces,
frauded friendships,
remedies that always
come late.

what grows, diminishes,
it seems that's how it is,
bite your tongue
and dance unhappy.

and look from here
they look like you.
tell me: do they all also
look like me from there?

and when everything ends
I don't want a stone
on top of me
I just want earth.

and some fruit trees
to embrace me
may their tender roots understand me.

I'm heading straight to the junkyard
with my new disguise,
I'm dressed in barbarity.

straight to the dance floor,
I have more than enough carnival
stay still, you dance terribly!