Payaso traducción al Inglés

Yesterday I realized he was a clown
Under the pretext that I had to bring a plate of food to my children
It infects the world, inciting them to have sex and resort to violence
Forgetting that the word says: that God cannot be mocked
And what a man sows, that he will reap
Ignoring the poison he imparted to the world
At some point I would reach my children and my loved ones
Today I thank God because He took off my mask.
I'm not a clown anymore, I'm not a clown anymore

The one with the cake, remember? The one with the combo meal.
The one who told you: "Come on, kill that little pig"
Take out the .40, go crazy
But how I suffered when they killed Vito

"Let's kill him," I told you, "I won't back down if I'm not you."
Take out the .40, go crazy
But at night
I asked my Christ
Lord, please take care of my little brother

You're the artist of the moment, you're the trend, everyone wants to follow in your footsteps.
But you feel alone
You're a clown

Behind a girl, a BMW, a house, they hide their failures
And you're still empty.
You're a clown

You think you're the terror, controlling everything with bullets.
But be careful, friends are scarce.
They tell you they love you and give you a hug.
And when you turn your back, they fill you with bullets.

And your children are left alone and don't pay any attention to him.
Your wife gives herself to your friend in his arms.
And your children are showered with blows by their new daddy.
And you're already buried, you were a clown

You're the artist of the moment, you're the trend, everyone wants to follow in your footsteps.
But you feel alone
You're a clown

Behind a girl, a BMW, a house, they hide their failures
And you're still empty.
You're a clown

I was the clown who said that life was a cure
That you would take the girls and play tricks on them
But at night he would pray to the God of the heights.
Lord, watch over my daughter, and keep her pure.

And I was telling you: go into the dark so you can warm her up
Give it some heat, so you can see how it feels
But at night, I would ask my Christ:
Lord, protect my daughter, don't let her get infected

You're the artist of the moment, you're the trend, everyone wants to follow in your footsteps.
But you feel alone
You're a clown

Behind a girl, a BMW, a house, they hide their failures
And you're still empty.
You're a clown

It's been 15 years in this, do you think I'm joking?
Either it's an emotion, or this is a trip
I have a thousand stories I can tell you.
Like Berto's, Galateo's
Back in the '90s I had a combo of 70
He had 40 friends, and a violent reputation.
Neither the combo nor the money, pain prevents
He is in prison today and no one visits him.

Cousins who kill each other, like Benji and Lelo
Foster brothers, like Black and Raelo
You are not untouchable, today you can be yourself
I remember my brother, Tito Bolondru
The street gives you wings, you think you're flying
The Devil and Death, giving you a free pass
You give your life and everything for the street
And you end up dead like Israel 'e Manuela

That they'll never catch you, that's a myth
The Devil uses you to commit the crime.
After you're killed, nobody remembers you
I still mourn my brother Vito
Like Pichile, Juan de Dios, Goldo, Pitel and Aleta
The streets will beat you, papi, there are no goals here.
It's not to scare you, it's to open your eyes
And know that in life, death shows no respect