Niño payaso
Tabaré Cardozo
Clown Kid
Shiny patches of my puppet costume
spin in the deceitful cardboard night
Dangerous cherubs watch my back
old drunks who bless me.
The doors of reason open
coming down from the sky, getting on the truck
Clown kid, the curtain opens
stage light, constellation.
I have a tin coin in my pocket
and the yellow wheat of your hair like a sun
The moon keeps your silences and my tears
I was fortunate to have your heart.
The doors of reason open
coming down from the sky, getting on the truck
Clown kid, the curtain opens
stage light, constellation.
I carry scars from battles I've lost
tests that destiny had saved for today
I have the heads of my old enemies
toasting with me today for making me who I am.
The doors of reason open
coming down from the sky, getting on the truck
Clown kid, the curtain opens
stage light, constellation.
I have a dove, a candle, and a feather
and love in a letter that is about to arrive
Heading towards the horizon and before taking flight
I hang a federal star from your sky.
The doors of reason open
coming down from the sky, getting on the truck
Clown kid, the curtain opens
stage light, constellation.
