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Singer: Juan D'ARIENZOSinger 2: Carlos CasaresComposer: Virgilio CarmonaAuthor: Emilio Falero

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Lyrics
El payaso con sus muecas
y su risa exagerada,
nos invita, camaradas,
a gozar del carnaval;
no notáis en esa risa
una pena disfrazada,
que su cara almidonada,
nos oculta una verdad.

Ven payaso, yo te invito,
compañero de tristezas,
ven y siéntate a mi mesa
si te quieres embriagar;
que si tu tienes tus penas
yo también tengo las mías
y el champagne hace olvidar.

Ríe, tu risa me contagia
con la divina magia
de tu gracia sin par.
Bebamos mucho, bebamos porque quiero,
con todo este dinero
hacer mi carnaval.

Lloras, payaso buen amigo.
No llores que hay testigos
que ignoran tu pesar;
seca tu llanto y ríe con alborozo,
a ver, pronto, ¡che mozo,
tráigame más champagne!

Yo, también, como el payaso
de la triste carcajada,
tengo el alma destrozada
y también quiero olvidar;
embriagarme de placeres
en orgías desenfrenadas
con mujeres alquiladas
entre música y champagne.

Hace uno año, justamente,
era muy de madrugada,
regresaba a mi morada
con deseos de descansar;
al llegar vi luz prendida
en el cuarto de mi amada...
es mejor no recordar.
English translation
The clown with his grimaces
and his exaggerated laughter
invites us, comrades,
to enjoy the carnival;
don't you notice in that laughter
a disguised sorrow,
that his starched face,
hides a truth from us.

Come clown, I invite you,
companion of sorrows,
come and sit at my table
if you want to get drunk;
if you have your sorrows
I have mine too
and champagne makes you forget.

Laugh, your laughter infects me
with the divine magic
of your peerless grace.
Let's drink a lot, let's drink because I want to,
with all this money
to make my carnival.

You cry, good friend clown.
Don't cry, there are witnesses
who ignore your grief;
dry your tears and laugh with joy,
let's see, soon, waiter,
bring me more champagne!

I, too, like the clown
of the sad laughter,
my soul is broken
and I also want to forget;
to intoxicate myself with pleasures
in unbridled orgies
with rented women
amidst music and champagne.

A year ago, exactly one year ago,
it was very early in the morning,
I was returning to my abode
wanting to rest;
when I arrived I saw a light on
in my beloved's room...
it is better not to remember.

The Cabeceo