Desperate to be admired nBut in the eyes of others, another clown nSpending and spoiling his energy nForever lost in reverie nnJoined the circus at seventeen nFor many years, lived his dream nBut on the outside where time passes by nThe circus performer is still a child nnLook at me now, using torches of fire nLook! Higher than anyone else nI am the great juggler! nBut in the end nWhen the circus days are gone nWho would dare to depend nOn some great juggler? nnCircus performers will be turned down nJuggler or not, still a clown nSmall is his crowd nCompared to the outside world nFeelings of being left out of it nAlways grow nnLook at me now, using torches of fire nLook! Higher than anyone else nI am the great juggler! nBut in the end nWhen the circus days are gone nWho would dare to depend nOn some great juggler? n