fantasy in olden days in varying and different ways was very much in vogue columbine and pantaloon a wistful pierrot neath the moon and harlequin a rogue nowadays parisians of leisure wake the echo of an old refrain each some ragged effigy will treasure for his pleasure till the shadows of their story live again parisian pierrot societys hero the lord of the day the rue de la paix is under your sway the world may flatter but what does that matter theyll never shatter your gloom profound parisian pierrot your spirits at zero divinely forlorn with exquisite scorn from sunset to dawn the limbo is calling your star will be falling as soon as the clock goes round mournfulness has always been the keynote of a pierrot scene when passion plays a part pierrot in a tragic pose will kiss a faded silver rose with sadness in his heart someday soon hell leave his tears behind him comedy comes laughing down the street columbine will fly to him admiring and desiring laying love and adoration at his feet parisian pierrot societys hero the lord of the day the rue de la paix is under your sway the world may flatter but what does that matter theyll never shatter your gloom profound parisian pierrot your spirits at zero divinely forlorn with exquisite scorn from sunset to dawn the limbo is calling your star will be falling as soon as the clock goes round