Boulevard du crime [English translation]

On the boulevard of crime

To see the pantomime

Tonight they hustle

At the tight-rope walker's theatre

The loves of Pierrot

It makes you cry, Margot

And laugh in torment

Paris, 1830

Masks are green damasques

And the crowd croaks

In the middle of carnival grimaces

But in the crowd who laughed at Pierrot

There is always an harlequin

In life, harlequins are needed

Otherwise, love, it would just be words

Also, when Pierrot smiles

This is up to the lovers of paradise

On the boulevard of crime

To see the pantomime

Tonight they hustle

At the tight-rope walker's theatre

The loves of Pierrot

It makes you cry, Margot

And laugh in torment

Paris, 1830

Masks are green damasques

And the crowd croaks

In the middle of carnival grimaces

But all the people who laughed at Pierrot

There was only him, crying for real

And then the woman that he loved

Left in the night without a word

Also, when Pierrot smiles,

All up to the lovers of paradise

On the Boulevard of crime

To see the pantomime

Tonight, they hustle

At the tight-rope walker's theatre

The troubles of Pierrot

Under the shouting cries

Laughing in torment

Paris, 1830

What a fantastic talent

It's funny, comical

That's a real Pierrot

Go, go! Re-do your number

Up there crying lover's paradise