Arlekino
Alla Pugacheva
Harlequin
Through sharp needles of bright fire
I run, I run, there is no end to the roads
The vast world closed for me
In the arena a circle and a mask without a face
I am a jester, I am Harlequin, I am just laughter
Nameless and, in general, without fate
What business do you have with those
Whom you came to amuse?
Chorus
Oh, Harlequin, Harlequin!
You must be funny for everyone!
Harlequin, Harlequin
There is one reward - laughter
Strongmen enter the arena
Unaware that there is sorrow in life
They bend horseshoes like bagels
And tear chains with a shoulder movement
The excited audience applauds
And flowers fly to them in the arena
The orchestra plays for them, eyes are on fire
And I fill the gap
Chorus
Oh, Harlequin, Harlequin!
You must be funny for everyone!
Harlequin, Harlequin
There is one reward - laughter
It gets harder for me to make you laugh with years
I am not a jester at the king's throne
I am Hamlet in the madness of passions
Which God plays for himself
Everything seems - I will take off the mask
And this world will change with me
But my tears are invisible to anyone
Well, what, I am Harlequin, apparently not bad!
Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
