Harlequin - Premiata Forneria Marconi

作词：Mauro Pagani

作曲：Franco Mussida

Harlequin came at night

Bowing to the ghosts of freedom square

Stretching a silver rope

Jester of frozen minds

And everyone of us

Junkees and ghosts of freedom square

Spoke through his waving hands

Wept on his brother face

Whispered through painted lips

Rusty phrases forgotten lines

Thinking of arrows lost

Shooting them past the pain

And everyone of us

Losers and lost sad underdogs

Just scraps of our younger minds

We danced all around the square

Jumped to his see through horn

Screaming shouting forgotten lines

Shooting our rage again

Like arrows far past the pain

And when the dogs fast arrived

Baying across the town

We were there

All of us

A million harlequins

And the town

Bloomed alive

Like a beautiful night fair

And we were there

All of us

To be the rite of may