Suffering expressed by the accordion,
A modern harlequin jumps from the box,
He detaches from the curtains,
Crawling in the night,
He meets the dark,
Sorrowful melancholy,
Long river tears on his cheeks,
Song of mystery and longing-
Come back, my dear harlequin,
Don't fall in the hands of melancholy,
Your laughter belongs to me!

Save the world from drowning into tears,
depression and fears,
the world is a beautiful phantom and she knows to laugh,
let's show her your talent,
and we'll travel in a night roller coaster,
all the way to Siberia, the white and cold Russia,
passing through dark castles in Transylvania,
you lead the way to the stars tonight,
open the doors in our souls,
your my little gnome, the child of these times!