My love is yours, till God ordains To take this clown who entertains We clowns who choose, to entertain The painted smiles that hide the pain And the blows that fall, not ours to blame We clowns who choose, to entertain We clowns who choose, to entertain We cry and say, 'It's only rain.' And the tears that fall, leave not that stains On the faces of clowns who entertain We clowns who choose, to entertain Slings and arrows, if we gain fame And sticks and stones, is the name of the game For we clowns who choose, to entertain I'm just a clown who fought for fame Who had no sense, to coming out of the rain And those slings and arrows, they all find their aim To the heart of this clown who entertains Your love, your applause, and your acclaim The only thing that kept me sane And my love is yours, till God ordains To take this clown, who entertains Ridi pagliaccio! Sul tuo amore, infranto! That's what we gotta do We clowns who choose, to entertain...