Letra 'The Carny' de 'Nick Cave' traducida al español

And no-one saw the carny go
And the weeks flew by
Until they moved on the show
Leaving his caravan behind
It was parked out on the south east ridge
And as the company crossed the bridge
With the first rain filling the bone-dry river bed
It shone, just so, upon the edge

Dog-boy, atlas, half-man, the geeks, the hired hands
There was not one among them that did not cas an eye behind
In the hope that the carny would return to his own kind

And the carny had a horse, all skin and bone
A bow-backed nag, that he named 'sorrow'
How it is buried in a shallow grave
In the then parched meadow

And the dwarves were given the task of digging the ditch
And laying the nag's carcass in the ground
And boss Bellini, waving his smoking pistol around
saying 'The nag is dead Meat'
'We caint afford to carry dead weight'
The whole company standing about
Not making a sound
And turning to dwarves perched on the enclosure gate
The boss says 'Bury this lump of crow bait'

And thean the rain came
Everybody running for their wagons
Tying all the canvas flaps down
The mangy cats crowling in ther cages
The bird-girl flapping and squawking around
The whole valley reeking of wet beast
Wet beast and rotten hay
Freak and brute creation
Packed up and on their way

The three dwarves peering from their wagon's hind
Moses says to Noah 'We shoulda dugga deepa one'
Their grizzled faces like dying moons
Still dirty from the digging done

And as the company passed from the valley
Into a higher ground
The rain beat on the ridge and on the meadow
And on the mound

Until nothing was left, nothing at all
Except the body of sorrow
That rose in time
To float upon the surface of the eaten soil

And a murder of crows did circle round
First one, then the others flapping blackly down

And the carny's van still sat upon the edge
Tilting slowly as the firm ground turned to sludge

And the rain it hammered down

And no-one saw the carny go
I say it's funny how things go

Y nadie vio el feriante ir
Y las semanas pasaron volando
Hasta que se movían en el programa
Dejando atrás su caravana
Estaba aparcado en la cresta sureste
Y a medida que la compañía cruzó el puente
Con la primera lluvia llenando el cauce completamente seco
Brillaba, así también, en el borde

Dog-boy, atlas, mitad hombre, geeks, las manos a sueldo
No había entre ellos uno que no le cas un ojo detrás
Con la esperanza de que el feriante regresaría a su propia especie

Y el feriante tenía un caballo, todo piel y huesos
Un jamelgo arco apoyado, a la que llamó 'dolor'
¿Cómo está enterrado en una tumba poco profunda
En la pradera reseca después

Y los enanos se les dio la tarea de excavar la zanja
Y, por el cadáver del potro en el suelo
Y el jefe Bellini, agitando la pistola humeante en torno a
diciendo: "El GAN ??es carne muerta"
"Nosotros Caint darse el lujo de tener un peso muerto"
La compañía entera de pie sobre
No hacer ruido
Y volviéndose a los enanos encaramados en la puerta de gabinete
El jefe dice 'Bury este trozo de cebo cuervo'

Y thean llegó la lluvia
Todo el mundo corriendo por sus vagones
Atando todos los colgajos de tela hacia abajo
Los gatos sarnosos crowling

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