Текст песни по острым иглам - яркого огня

On sharp needles bright fire
Run run road has no end
Huge world has closed for me
In terms of the arena and a mask without a face
I Harlequin clown I, I just laugh
Without a name and without destiny in general
What is the right thing to you as
Over whom you have come to have fun
About Harlequin Harlequin
Need to be funny for all
Harlequin Harlequin
There is a reward laughter

Entering the arena athletes
Not knowing that in life there is sadness
They horseshoe bend as rolls
And the chains tear of the shoulder
And applauds delighted Hall
And the arena of them flying colors
For them play carcasses burning eyes
And I have filled break
About Harlequin Harlequin
Need to be funny for all
Harlequin Harlequin
There is a reward laughter

You amuse me over the years more and more difficult
I'm not a clown at the throne of the King
I Hamlet's madness passions
Which year playing for yourself
Everything seems to be here I'll take off the mask
And this world will change with me
But my tears are not visible to anyone
Well, I can see a good Harlequin
About Harlequin Harlequin
Need to be funny for all
Harlequin Harlequin
There is a reward laughter