Doukeshi (Clown) Trowa Barton Tsumetaku Kooritsuita tsuki no kakera ga Furisosogu you ni Hitori no yoru ga ochite kuru Namida to Egao no kamen ni kakusareta Hontou no kokoro wa itsushika Dokoka ni okisari de Light no naka de enjiteru Nakushita hazu no yorokobi wo Wasureta hazu no kanashimi wo Kodoku wo enjitsuzuketeru Tatoeba yume ni tsukarete mo Uragirareta ai demo Kokoro wa kuuhaku no mama de Omoide sae mo nokosezu Mitsumeru dake no doukeshi… Mousugu Light wo abite aruite yuku Itsuwari wo daite Kon’ya mo curtain wa agaru Namida to Egao no kage ni tatazunderu Hontou no kokoro wa jibun wo Nuritsubushiteru dake Nagai jikan wo enjiteru Tokku ni suteta yorokobi wo Tojikomete kita kanashimi wo Tsukutta hohoemi ni nosete Chiisana hitomi ga kagayaku Kodomo-tachi no kansei Tsukurimono wo shinjirareru Sunao na kokoro no mae ni Kamen wa kuzurete ochiru Aisareru koto ni funare de Aishikata mo shiranai Tatta ichido no kagayaki de Kokoro ni nani ka afureru Namida wo shitta doukeshi… Namida wo shitta doukeshi… Translation: It’s so cold I’m getting frozen in the moon’s embrace --- And so it’s all pouring down on me… All alone in the night that just draws closer and closer… And this tear… It’s always hidden in this smiling mask… But there’s still that painful truth in my heart --- Left somewhere there… And while performing in the middle of the light, I’m just supposed to feel nothing but happiness… I’m just supposed to leave behind all my sadness… I feel loneliness --- but the show must still go on… I could get tired but not forget such things as dreams I could never bring myself to disappoint one’s love… And although my heart still remains in this emptiness, I can never leave behind my memories… Learn all you can about that clown… And once again, I’m walking away from the spotlight Embracing only these pretensions… Yet tonight, this curtain would still rise… And this tear… Always stopping short within the shadows of a smile… But that painful truth in my heart is only mine --- I’m only crushed, then painted, then… nothing more… And while playacting for such a drag of time, There is that happiness abandoned… Using the sadness locked up deep within me, I now create that smile on my face… And those small eyes would surely shine the innocence of children… And I’ll be building now what I believe in Gently with the spirit right infront of me… Let the mask fall off… I’m never used to feeling that thing called love… I’m never ever shown just what love is… There is no more than once of that brightness for me --- But my heart is overflowing with a strange something… A clown also knows what a tear is… A clown also knows what a tear is…