In the big ground the circus is in full swing,
The people enjoy it greatly and spring,
The clowns and the wild animals are busy in their work,
The lions, the tigers, the elephants are sharp,
But with the drudgery of work
They have certainly lost their glory and spark.
The wild animals are wild in nature and stature,
But they can not be so in this sphere,
As they have been well trained to behave in this submissive way,
From the strict and rigorous hand they can never sway.
The clowns are obliged to play their role in the circus,
But we are the most significant clowns of the world,
As we enjoy here the wild animal's living carcass.
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