Is it like a clown?

it doesn't matter

This is my last scene. I put on interesting clothes.

Wearing a funny hat and nose like a red ball,

Draw my face as a clown in watercolor,

The audience cheered and I recited my rap lyrics.

I know, I will continue to yell and curse on the stage until people become crazy and start not wanting to go home.

They will blend in with my music off stage,

I shouted until I lost my voice.

I am a clown. In everyone's eyes, they may like me or hate me.

But no one knows me, no one knows my sadness, and those who are lost just care about my songs.

I will make you laugh. Yes, my lyrics are humorous. Maybe that's what I am in your eyes.

Meaningless. Empty and tacky. Just for fun. It just makes you happy. Is that enough?

All right! I don't care what I am in your eyes,

I don't care about my songs either,

I don't care who I scold again,

Even you hate it when I say I'm dirty and classy,

I don't care,

Because I am a clown, self-esteem means nothing to me.

Even though I cry alone in the silent night,

But now,

Here, on my stage,

I will try my best to be stupid, just to make you happy.

I'm just a clown, just to make you happy,

I'm just a clown, not a emcee,

I hate these songs,

But those idiots loved to hear it, so I sang it anyway, so I became famous!

Hi! Do you want my autograph?

Rap, this is my ideal, but what can he bring me?

I don't know who really knows rap and who really appreciates me.

No one, they just like the way I gossip and importune.

Like a clown, performing juggling stunts in the greatest performance on earth,

Win people's hearts with dirty jokes,

But when he takes off his makeup and puts on ordinary clothes, who will laugh when he sees him?

No one, so his soul died, and he completely lost confidence in his work.

But when he returned to the stage to continue his performance,

Seeing people's cursed smiles, he felt sick.

Those watercolors painted his face like a wall.

When the tears fell, his makeup changed, and no one knew it.

Thought it was a performance, and when he started crying,

The audience cheered and applauded again and again. This is the fate of clowns,

Play in public and then throw it away, but no one will care,

Only a broken heart,

He doesn't even have the right to moan. If he screws up the program, the boss will be angry with him.

So he tried to hold his breath and managed to control his feelings.

Then he picked up three wine bottles and threw them into the air and began to perform acrobatic stunts.

Hide all the sadness and grievances in your heart, and then let your dignity gradually leave him.

I am such a clown, and the stage is my prison.

I have no choice but to let the music continue.

Let my dream finally become my burden,

Make music and make a living from it.

When you idiots bought my CD,

Oh! Thank you for helping me solve the problem of survival.

Please turn on the player and welcome you to the circus.

The next program is: Clown Show.

I am a clown, and I will make you happy.

I'm just a clown, I'm not a host, I hate these songs,

But those idiots loved to hear it, so I sang it anyway, so I became famous!

Hi! Do you want my autograph?

I'm just a clown, just to make you happy,

I am just a clown. I think that's all. I hate these songs.

But those idiots loved to hear it, so I sang it anyway, so I was rich!

Hi! Do you want my autograph?