Autocrítica traducción al Inglés

I'm gonna mix
flashes with alcohol
rests of salt
and high doses of fiction

I have the faith, I have the intuition
I have the old throne of a king
an now I'm only a buffoon

And a broken mirror on the wall
Breaks in thousands of pieces
The skin where I hid
All that warmth

And the actress knows well what to do
She gets naked and understans who she was
Today, the whore gets dressed

and I'm gonna think everything is alright
( All goes well, all goes well)
the poison is the light
And the shadow my cache

And still the charade smells like honey
I mix the nectar with the sting
that runs away from you and did nor juniper, no-oh-oh
I've already got the part

And the actress believe it again
She gets naked and understans who she was
Today the whore gets dressed as king

(oh, oh, oh, oh)
(oh, oh, oh, oh) Uoh-oh-oh-oh

And the actress does her role well (Oh, oh,oh )
Today the whore gets dressed as king(Oh,oh,oh,oh)
Today the whore gets dressed as king(Oh,oh,oh,oh)
Nobody believes her
Nobody believes it, and nobody believes her
Nobody believes it, and nobody believes her
Nobody believes it, and nobody believes her
Nobody believes it, and nobody believes her
Nobody believes it, and nobody believes her
Nobody believes it, and nobody believes her
Nobody believes it, and nobody believes her
Nobody believes it, and nobody believes her
Nobody believes it, and nobody believes her
Nobody believes it, and nobody believes her
Nobody believes it, and nobody believes her
Nobody believes it