sombra del payaso. Quidam, Quidam la nuit recule. D'un reve a l'autre tu valses. Du creux de toi c'est bien le mal qui dresse tes silences. Quidam, Quidam
De sorte qu'helas, toujours anonyme Il mourut quidam et sans remission Il etait simple quidam Son pere etait quidam Son frere etait quidam Et lui etait quidam
Follow my dreams Don't cover my devotion It's getting dark It's high time to say everything The truth will come out But I fool myself She was sweet eighteen
I got lost in my world and your soul turned me cold Is anybody still in there} I'm picturing a home we could share Is anybody still alive I'm dreaming
Constant tension in my head I wake up tangled in words I became a puppet in a theatre of the upper class An actor in an eccentric performance I feel
The last sunbeam faded and darkness covered the streets The night won a fight with the day We were walking and holding our hands but she suddenly let
When dreams into nightmares fall I close the door to the shadows?s land Visions haunt my heart and soul Sweet smell of all the memories in the air Yearning
Have you ever felt the same Train of thoughts is hard to explain Hidden Meaning you cannot see All that matters is to be What I need is a bit of hope
Our street is not the same Though walls remember us Space of freedom closed in frames Children fix the world with fists It?s our time Its time to escape
Let's sleep a bit longer Today, honey, heaven is crying outside and we have some time, some time Look through the window Army of stars defend us Show
Waiting for the last moment I drink in memories like fresh air Have I said everything? I had a lot of opportunities What?s the aim of being so high?
me, I may not choose to hold your hand. I might smile or I might turn away. An ordinary man, Quidam. I'm everyman. I'm any man. Quidam, Quidam La nuit
