Rigoni-Schoenherz - The Invitation lyrics

Come over here, come over here to our circus we know it's not the nicest or the biggest one there is. The atmosphere is something most peculiar it's like a mirror reflecting the world. Don't you remember where it is out there in the outskirts of town on that small and cheerless square. You can already hear the music drums and fanfares come closer and enter this magical circle of exotic smell. But then your wife will say: "look at all these children how poor and shaby dressed they are. And there these worn out dogs fighting at the dustbins for the last dry scrap of bread. Don't you see the tent it stands unstable this should be a circus don't make us laugh come on and let us leave this please." But you should hold her back and stay here look around and think. There's a woman in one of the caravans a crude make up on her face a monkey holds her tight in the way that anxious children do. She's living together with the clown he prepares himself for the show he sticks a fire red nose to his face with a shine that makes it glow. Cane and hat lying there on the heap of old scarfs faint masks and clothes cheap finery wich has already lost its brightness over the years. A mouth which is laughing constantly puts the finishing touch to his face. You can look into his eyes you'll see an empty and lifeless gaze. We know this is not the nice bright circus you've known during your childhood nevertheless you should make an exception this night and come over - come over here come over here to our circus we know it's not the nicest or the biggest one there is. The atmosphere is something most peculiar it's like a mirror reflecting the world... it's like a mirror reflecting the world...