Текст песни Юрий Кукин - Клоун

I face a fine flour whitewashed,
I painted it bright paint fresh,
I myself very, very variable ...
- Hello, I'm back in the arena!

I put feelings on the head with the feet:
From sorrow - the laughter and joy - from the torment.
Will I be funny and unexpected dreams
I will be an interesting adventure.

The ball that seemed on top of the blue,
I lifted, and he - green, yellow, red ...
And doubt, joy, sorrow and love
I'll do as I do, plain and simple.

If suddenly the true sadness
As a casual gesture is detected,
I jump up, and I will move,
And then again you'll need.

And when you return home late, you,
The dispute usual, as always, replacing tenderness,
Somebody said: "But clowns are right ..."
- Hello, I'm back in the arena!