Le commun des mortels (The common of mortals, the status quo, the average man)

In my opinion
One must quest as far
As those banished
From a city without children

From above the mountains
To the depths of prison camps
I follow the common of mortals

In the square
Of a cathedral in flames
I make my bed
And await the voice of God

From above all knowledge
To the loss of mind
I am the common of mortals

Always in vain
The quest
For truth
Always in vain
The quest
For truth
Oh, stop
This Pirouette

In my opinion
One must quest as far
From above the mountains
To the depths of prison camps
From above all knowledge
To the loss of mind
From above the sugar-coated
Until I am happy
I follow the common of mortals