Francesco Paolo Tosti — Pierrots Lament

The stage is gay and bright The footlights gleaming You hear me sing to-night With laughter beaming You see me laugh and play You call me funny How bright he is! you say How gay and sunny! Ah, little laughing maid You do not know How many tears it costs To make one gay Pierrot And when the play is done My little maiden Back to your life you run With sunshine laden And if you think of me Perhaps you're saying "how gay his life must be It's only playing!" Ah, little happy maid You do not know How many tears it costs To make one gay Pierrot