Les Comédiens
Charles Aznavour
The Actors
Come, see the actors
See the musicians
See the magicians
Who are arriving
Come, see the actors
See the musicians
See the magicians
Who are arriving
The actors
Have set up their stage
They have raised their platform
And hung banners
The actors
Have traveled through the outskirts
They have given a parade
With a great sound of drums
In front of the church
A painted green caravan
With chairs
Of an open-air theater
And behind them
Like a procession in madness
They attract the whole country
The actors
Come, see the actors
See the musicians
See the magicians
Who are arriving
Come, see the actors
See the musicians
See the magicians
Who are arriving
If you want
To see the rogue confused
In a somewhat sad story
Where everything works out in the end
If you like
To see the lovers fulfilled
To lament over Baptiste
Or laugh with the happy ones
Push the canvas
And come in to take your seat
Under the stars
The curtain will rise
When the three knocks
Resound in the night
They will come back to life
The actors
Come, see the actors
See the musicians
See the magicians
Who are arriving
Come, see the actors
See the musicians
See the magicians
Who are arriving
The actors
Have dismantled their stage
They have removed their platform
And folded their banners
They will leave
In the heart of each
A bit of the serenade
And the happiness of Arlequin
Tomorrow morning
When the sun rises
They will be far away
And we will believe we dreamed
But for now
They cross through the night
Other sleeping villages
The actors
Come, see the actors
See the musicians
See the magicians
Who are arriving
Come, see the actors
See the musicians
See the magicians
Who are arriving
Come, see the actors
See the musicians
See the magicians
Who are arriving
Come, see the actors
See the musicians
