Se tu alma has de vender

There is no better lie or disguise
That can deceive time
When it hides in the smile
Never was a trap so audacious
That in its brilliant irony
It hides the truth of its end
Because deception is complicit in laughter
And its pleasure is mean
Because it's better to see the demon's face
If you have to sell your soul
Do not confuse laughter and joy
Ignorance and bravery
Seriousness with bad mood
That friendship is not charity
And this one gives nothing just to give
He is false, foolish, and a thief
Because the cunning of the disguise is shameless
Miserable is its pleasure
Because it's better to see the demon's face
If you have to sell your soul
He lies who proclaims the truth
And with gallant show makes this act his banner
He deceives no one in the end
For feeding the lie
Reveals the actor and the disguise
Because a liar is caught sooner
Than a lame man without running
Because it's better to see the demon's face
If you have to sell your soul