Nostalgicen nek je vecer
Franc in liza
Na trapezu sta plesala
V cirkusu qualabladala
Franc je pozabil lizo
Visoko nekje v zraku
Zagledal je njene oci
Na parketu qualabladala
Zelel je, da sloni letijo
In jo zbudijo, in jo zbudijo
Zarjavele trobente svojo glasbo
Da jo zbudijo. da jo zbudijo
Zirafe, opice in tigri
Zalostni so afriski levi
Franc poslusal je trobente
Raztrgal cirkuske plakate
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