Come see the actors
See the musicians
See the magicians
Who are coming
Come see the actors
See the musicians
See the magicians
Who are arriving
The actors have set up their stages
They have set up their stage
And hung up calicoes
The actors have traveled the suburbs
They gave the parade
With great drumming
In front of the church a caravan painted green
With the chairs of a theater under the open sky
And behind them like a mad procession
They are draining the whole country,
The actors.
Come and see the actors
See the musicians
See the magicians
Who are arriving
Come and see the actors
See the musicians
See the magicians
Who are arriving
If you want to see the rascals confused
In a somewhat sad story
Where everything works out in the end
If you like to see lovers tremble
Lament for Baptiste
Or laugh with the happy ones
Push the canvas and come in and take a seat
Under the stars, the curtain will rise...
When the three shots rang out in the night
They will be reborn to life, the actors.
Come and see the actors
See the musicians
See the magicians
Who are arriving
br/>Come and see the actors
See the musicians
See the magicians
Who are arriving
The actors have dismantled their stages
They were their platform and folded the calicoes,
They will leave at the bottom of everyone's heart
A bit of the serenade and happiness of Harlequin
Tomorrow morning when the sun will rise
They will be far away, and we will believe we have dreamed
But for now they are crossing in the night
Other sleeping villages, the actors
br/>Come and see the actors,
The musicians,
The magicians who are arriving
Come and see the actors,
The musicians,
The magicians who are arriving
Come and see the actors,
The musicians,
The magicians who are arriving
Come and see the actors,
See the musicians,
See the magicians who are arriving
Come and see the actors,
The musicians,
The magicians who are arriving...

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