Tears Of A Clown [Polish translation]

All his life, he did his best for all.

And the crown of laughter hanging low,

the spotlight in the ring,

the choruses that sing,

the paint and masquerade,

was just a show.

The clown, the clown, happiness around.

Just a soul lonely in the crowd.

The clown, the clown, his heart is all alone.

No one wants the tears of a clown.

The living of the glory and applause.

The circus tent: the only home he knows.

The cover-up is bold,

the mask becoming cold;

it's easier to let the eyelids close.

The clown, the clown, happiness around.

Just a soul lonely in the crowd.

The clown, the clown, his heart is all alone.

No one wants the tears of a clown.

The final curtain falls for all to see,

the final score, the circus melody.

His star that shone so bright,

gave comfort in the night,

the light that always held him.

Set him free!

The clown, the clown, happiness around.

Just a soul lonely in the crowd.

The clown, the clown, his heart is all alone.

No one wants the tears of a clown.

The clown, the clown, happiness around.

Just a soul lonely in the crowd.

The clown, the clown, his heart is all alone.

No one wants the tears of a clown.