I was at my life's end
My love called me
to see the band pass
singing things of love
My people suffered
said goodbye to the pain
to see the band pass
singing things of love
The serious man who counted money stopped
the headlamp who counted the advantage stopped
the girlfriend who counted the stars stopped
to see, hear and give way
The sad girl who lived quietly smiled
the sad rose that lived closed opened
and the whole little girl was taken
to see the band pass
singing things of love
The weak old man forgot his tiredness and thought
who was still young to go out on the terrace and danced
the ugly girl leaned out the window
thinking that the band played for her
The gay march spread on the avenue and insisted
the full moon that lived in hiding appeared
my whole city adorned itself
to see the band pass by singing things of love
But to my disenchantment
What was sweet is over
everything took its place
after the band passed
And everyone in your corner
in each corner a pain
after the band passes
singing things of love
Only among all we can make this a better place :)