She was born in a cart,
beside the circus ring;
her father was a clown,
her mother trapeze artist.
She was just a girl,
and she was playing alone
with the old lioness in her cage,
she wanted to be a tamer
and when the evening falls,
when the show begins,
behind the curtains, Ninna,
begins her performance.
Jumps, leaps,
she does a thousand pirouettes,
singing, dancing,
to no spectator.
Ninna, Ninna.
Ninna, Ninna.
the young tamer is in the ring.
Ninna, Ninna.
Ninna, Ninna.
someday you'll be the queen of the circus.
Her father was a clown,
her mother trapeze artist.
and the old lioness in her cage,
her best friend.
When the evening falls,
when the show begins,
behind the curtains, Ninna,
begins her performance.
Ninna, Ninna.
Ninna, Ninna.
the young tamer is in the ring.
Ninna, Ninna.
Ninna, Ninna.
someday you'll be the queen of the circus.
and soon the curtains will go up.