Tonight we're all the same
On the frigidness of a painted smile
On the certainty of a begone dream
Here comes the circus once again...
We're living under a piece of cloth
Between swords and wheels of fire
Between lights and the dance of the colours
Where the actors are found...
Ask the band
To play a double march
Look at us again at the ring
Ask the band
To play a double march
We're going to dance one more time...
Ask the band
To play a double march
Look at us again at the ring
Ask the band
To play a double march
We're going to enter one more time...
Tonight we're all the same
On the frigidness of a painted smile
On the certainty of a begone dream
Here comes the circus once again...
We're living under a piece of cloth
Between swords and wheels of fire
Between lights and the dance of the colours
Where the actors are found...
Ask the band
To play a double march
Look at us again at the ring
Ask the band
To play a double march
We're going to dance one more time...
Ask the band
To play a double march
Look at us again at the ring
Ask the band
To play a double march
We're going enter one more time...