El Payaso de Tu Risa
Iván Villazón
The Clown of Your Laughter
Listen, my love
Tell me why
May the last sentence go well for you
Let me hear you
Something like empty words
I don't know why
You seemed happy with my departure
I remember that I was the one who cried
You promised you would call me
And I waited for you
I was the clown of your laughter
Your comedy
You deceived me, it was so good
Your strategy
You so tender, so beautiful
So sincere
That's why I fell in love
I was the victim of all
Your tragedies
I paid the pain of so many
So many sorrows
That filled your life
With misery
And you took it out on me, why?
Tell me, what did you gain from your game
Here no one has been victorious
I am the clown, but at least
The clown laughs and you don't
I am the clown, but at least
The clown laughs and you don't
For Edwin Mungía and Juan Soto in Maican
And the boy
Juan José Carrasco Seleco
Geño Gamez, the guitar genius
I know you miss my presence
Because I achieved
What the one who left could not
Taste your honey
I put the seal of my life on you
I dyed your paper red
I spilled nectar from my soul
Inside your being
What is all this pride for, I don't understand
If I know your silence better than anyone
I am the owner of all your secrets
And I don't keep vanity
The one you supposedly loved so much, as good
He neither loved you nor gave you anything, he was not good
I gave you my whole life and a decoy
But I managed to mark you
Tell me, what did you gain from your game
Here no one has been victorious
I am the clown, but at least
The clown laughs and you don't
Tell me, what did you gain from your game
Here no one has been victorious
I am the clown, but at least
The clown laughs and you don't