Payaso [English translation]

Ready, little buddies! It's time (burp)... it's time for the show!

Good morning or afternoon, hi

You greet everyone with a gun

There's nothing to say, why even argue?

I know I'm late, my coca cola faded in color

Up, down, to the middle, and down it goes

This is my cuba (libre) and drinks the flower vase

And it's not a vice, I'll stop whenever I want

If you're drinking, don't drive, hence the reason why I don't drive

Calm down, I don't deal with things like this

Take my house, take my cash

Hit me, curse at me, spit on my face

I'll take you to Disneyland, but piss on me first

So that you realize that there's not ill feelings left

Take my car and paint it multicolor

We're not as bad or as ugly as in the videos

[chorus]

And it's true, I'm a clown

But what am I to do?

One is not what one wants

But rather, what one can be

It's the big pimpin' pimpin', the great c-clown

he be sittin' up all along with a bottle in his castle

Chuggin' it luggin' it and dubbin' it down in it and dealin' with the hassle

Women and wine and the big joke joke: meet the four Molotov assholes.

I'm a clown, dude, because I want some with you

I'm a clown, dude, because Huidos is my mate

I'll send you mariachi, and even serenades, dude

You don't greet me out, you send me your cat, dude

I look and look for you on the bottom of the glass

I ask the waiter, but he ignores me, dude

I don't care, I didn't even want any, dude

They drank all the tequila already, dude

[chorus]

And it's true, I'm a clown

But what am I to do?

One is not what one wants

But rather, what one can be

Wait, Huidos's ship is not turning on

Had I known how drunk he was

I assume, I wouldn't have climbed in

He was pretty drunk, and that's what we've learned

Of all roles in the tour, different kinds of drinks

There is something that no one would ever, ever say in fancy dress

About holding one's breath and stop without blinking

Wait for a sec, just a bit more (just a little)

You can breathe through your nose

[chorus]

And it's true, I'm a clown

But what am I to do?

One is not what one wants

But rather, what one can be

And it's true, I'm a clown

But what am I to do?

One is not what one wants

But rather, what one can be

And it's true, I'm a clown...