Le costume blanc [English translation]

And that guy in front of the mirror

In his dressing room, with a towel around his neck

This guy, I look him in the face

And I don't recognize him, not at all

The balladeer that just now

Was singing under the spotlight

He returns to being Average Joe

Who will return to his hotel

Here is the other side of the curtain

The other side of the light

On a chair a white suit

A song already forgotten

And on the walls around the city

The remains of advertising

Flying in the wind

The magician who finished his show

Puts away his cards and his rabbit

And I put away my guitar and my lasso

And I return to being myself until tomorrow

A steak at the train station bar

With the visitors of the evening

And a whisky for good mood

In a nightclub with local flair

Here is the other side of the curtain

The other side of the light

On a chair a white suit

A song already forgotten

And on the walls around the city

The remains of advertising

Flying in the wind

And that guy who wakes up without knowing

In which city he slept

This guy I find him again every night

And I can't believe it's really him

The balladeer, the illusionist

Who does his thing over and over again

I have Average Joe in front of me

An ordinary hotel guest

Here is the other side of the curtain

The other side of the light

On a chair a white suit

A song already forgotten

And on the walls around the city

The remains of advertising

Flying in the wind