It was on Psalm Sunday
Circus Miramar came here
In a caravan
With funfair and tents
There were posters all over the city
With a clown in colorit:
Circus Miramar
With its own amusement park!
There were wagons, acrobats
And a whole menagerie
With special place
For eight elephants
Next to dwarfs and castrates
Against grotesque physiognomy
And jugglers from all corners of the world
Then came dusk and evening
And a thousand candles burned
And there was a quiet hiss
When the director lifted his hat
For the audience
Le Circus Miramar - and a trumpet fanfare
For Strong Arvid and his free market forces
Le Circus Miramar - and a trumpet fanfare
For La Lolita who will tickle your vices< br/>But then a few hours passed
And suddenly it was over
And you went home from
Strong Arvid's market forces
And when the rain floated in currents
So someone thought sourly
That La Lolita
Hardly could be called beautiful
But next year my friend< br/>Then they come again
With their thousand candles
Then there is a quiet hiss
When the director lifts his hat
For the audience< br/>

INVIA LE CORREZIONI