Strange I’ve seen that face before
Seen him hanging around my door
Like a hawk stealing for the prey
Like the night waiting for the day
Strange he shadows me back home
Footsteps echo on the stones
Rainy nights on Hausmann Boulevard
Parisian music drifting from the bars
Tu cherches quoi
Rencontrer la mort
Tu te prends pour qui
Toi aussi tu detestes la vie
[What are you looking for]
[To meet death]
[Who do you think you are]
[You too do detest life]
What are you looking for
To meet death
Who do you think you are
You too do detest life
Dance in bars and restaurants
Home with anyone who wants
Strange he’s standing there alone
Staring eyes chill me to the bone
Joel et sa valise
Il regarde ce batiment
Sur les murs, des photos
Sans regret, sans mélo
La porte et fermé
Joel est barré
[Joëlle and her suitcase]
[Looking at this building]
[On the walls some pictures]
[Without regrets, without melodrama]
[The door is shut]
[Joëlle is gone]