The theater is a circus and the movies are lies,
The news are quiet, the mute people want to tell us,
That no one can hear when the blind see everything,
and that we are getting warm on a fire of hay.
Look at these gazelles hanging out in bars and cafes
Legs crossed, full of crap, full of themselves.
All of you, get on the bar counter, it's time to entertain us
Shake your asses, I'll whip you if you don't stand up straight!
This breed is hot like lava
It takes your money and the bitch is gone
In your applauses, the dirty monkeys
Dressed up as performers, rare specimens
Attention, watch how people crowd
To listen to the monkeys songs from the throat.
They're uncertain, they get angry and want to do bad things
If while they're performing you don't throw your money at them
I am sorry, no clown tonight
They're all busy with the election campaign.
Chorus
The wheel is spinning, there are many examples
Excited, we’re all waiting for it to happen –
The miracle; and people are smiling,
It’s a broken carousel crashing down.
(Bring out the lion!)
you recognize him, please
Come closer, here he is – all bones.
He’s unfriendly, scared and ridiculous
If he faints, pick him off the floor.
(The great magician:) A drunk sailor who lies
Hides the fleet up his sleeve and becomes president.
(Applaud now for the cannonball man!)
He flies out the cannon and messes the whole Spain up.
Sword and other hard objects’ swallower
Discovered his talent one night in Ferentari.
The feline trainer, when it comes to him,
He’s always surrounded by felines – we also call him pimp.
We also have the sad clown: a former activist…
He eats off the floor and misses the communist regime.
This is Romania, and now that we’ve got your attention,
Please applaud, the fun continues!
Chorus
The wheel is spinning, there are many examples
Excited, we’re all waiting for it to happen –
The miracle; and people are smiling,
It’s a broken carousel crashing down.
For real, for real…
If it’s a circus, let it be a real circus! It has always been a sick circus,
Give me a magic wand, I also want to play.
I’m still here, it’s my turn now
I want to fictively be in charge and get the ticket money.
Death to all the circus performers! After all, it’s a show…
I’ll cut your safety net when I’ll push you, laughing, off the wire.
I’ll make your salmon and caviar simple bread,
Your diamonds in trinkets, your palace in a nasty prison.
Your leather armchair I’ll make a Turkish toilet
Your billion in the bank I’ll close, I’ll burn.
This yacht will be a broken boat in a dump…
Just like a public park becomes a residential neighborhood.
I’ll give you hope and I’ll kill you, just like you do
I’ll motivate you with words and I’ll crush you in mud!
Blindfolded, I’ll stab your faces with rusty knives
Stand on your hands, so the money will fall out of your pockets and (set yourselves on fire!)
I want you to laugh while I control you from behind
With automatic fireworks.
C’mon, we can do it, my buffoons, it won’t hurt!
I’ll spin the fortune wheel one last time.
Chorus x2
The wheel is spinning, there are many examples
Excited, we’re all waiting for it to happen –
The miracle; and people are smiling,
It’s a broken carousel crashing down.
The theater is a circus and the movies are lies,
The news are quiet, the mute people want to tell us,
That no one can hear when the blind see everything,
and that we are getting warm on a fire of hay.