Parisian Pierrot — текст песни (Texas)

Fantasy in oldendays
In varying and different ways
Was very much in vogue,
Columbine and Pantaloon,
A wistful Pierrot `neath the moon,
And Harlequin, a rogue

Nowadays Parisians of leisure
Wake the echo of an old refrain,
Each some ragged effigy will treasure
For his pleasure,
Till the shadows of their story live again

Chorus x 1

Mournfulness has always been
The keynote of the Pierrot scene,
When passion plays a part,
Pierrot in a tragic pose
Will kiss a faded silver rose
With sadness in his heart.
Some day soon he`ll leave his tears behind him,
Comedy comes laughing down the street,
Columbine will fly to him
Admiring and desiring,
Laying love and adoration at his feet.

Parisian Pierrot,
Society`s hero,
The Lord of a day,
The Rue de la Paix
Is under your sway,
The world may flatter
But what does that matter,
They`ll never shatter
Your gloom profound.
Parisian Pierrot,
Your spirit`s at zero,
Divinely forlorn,
With exquisite scorn
From sunset to dawn,
The limbo is calling,
Your star will be falling,
As soon as the clock goes round