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I am a black Pierrot:
She did not love me, / So I crept away into the night / And the night was black, too.
I am a black Pierrot:
She did not love me, / So I wept until the red dawn / Dripped blood over the eastern hills / And my heart was bleeding, too.
I am a black Pierrot:
She did not love me, / So with my once gay-colored soul / Shrunken like a balloon without air, / I went forth in the morning / To seek a new brown love.