I am the guardian of Paradise
to me you only if you've been good
you are the clown and the child in the circus
and everything I live only for what
are in the evening when I undo the trick
rediscover that are also in a clown
But I'm fine here
instill in my face and my false
but I'm fine here
instill in finding what they are
A bit 'of freedom
Oh no! Do not laugh because you know better than me
that I do not want to answer
because you're like me
I guess
a ball in my designs is written and I see your future
are the clown and you'll get the baby
dear to every man his smile
the evening when I undo the trick
rediscover that I am a clown even in the dressing room and on the mirror
I do the same drugs for which I live, the vanity
but unfounded I'm fine here
between the networks of my circus wrong but I'm fine here instill
finding
in what they are a bit 'of freedom
Oh No! Do not laugh because you know better than me
that I do not want to answer
because you are, you're like me
