Fantasy in olden days
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
Parisian Pierrot
Society’s hero
The lord of the 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
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
Parisian Pierrot
Society’s hero
The lord of the 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
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