A double-breasted jacket
to have an extra heart,
so many knots in the handkerchief
not to go on.
Great feet to hear
that the earth is always there
and the hat to prevent it
from escaping reality -
this is my blue clown
from little girl on.
I love him, yet I never asked him:
"Who are you, who are you?" ...
When my echo is my companion
and it looks too like me,
when I go and I'm ashamed
who knows why ...
When it's hard to be wrong
and now no longer need,
when my relationship is tough
with my youth,
I call my blue clown
from my future.
I'm with him but I never ask him:
"Who are you, who are you?" ...
Between us, blue clown,
never secret, never!
Tell him in the ear, if you know
who you are, who you are,
who are you, who are you ...