Charles Aznavour - The Painted Child lyrics

I am the painted child
The maker of confusion
With rainbows in my hair and magic on my face
A phantom of the street, an optical illusion
Who hears a different beat
Who runs a different race

I am the painted child
I am the mischief maker
The beggar at the feast
The fiddler at the ball
I know the words of songs
I am the Sabbath breaker
The caller in the night
The writing on the wall

The name on the wallis me
The cry in the dark'is me
The mark of the child'I sign
The name on the wall i am the painted child
The child who is a stranger
And those who once came near
Now turn and walk away
And everywhere is fear and
Everywhere is danger
These are the masks we wear
These are the parts we play

I am the painted child
The crier and the chorus
I strike upon the drum for funerals and games
And others there have come
In centuries before us
To fill the world with noise
And dance among the flames

The name on the wallis me
The cry in the dark'is me
The mark of the child'I sign
The name on the wall

I am the painted child
The clown and the protester
A creature of the time and seldom what I seem
And call me what you will
A renegade or jester
But still I chill your heart
And still I haunt your dream

I'll sing beside your grave
Half-minstrel and half-mourner
I'll sing of years gone by
And bridges never crossed
I am the painted child who
Stands on any corner
I am the child you loved
I am the child you lost

The name on the wall'is mine
Look in to my face and see
The strange painted child is me