It's a story that takes place
Paris the beautiful in the year of God
One thousand four hundred and eighty-two
History of love and desire
We anonymous artists
Sculpture or rhyme
Let's try to transcribe it
For centuries? come
It has come time for cathedrals
The world is in?
In a new millennium
The man wanted to climb to the stars
Write your story
In the glass or in the stone
Stone after stone, day after day,
From century to century with love
He saw the towers rise
That he had baked with his hands
Poets and troubadours
Have singing? love songs
Who promised to the human race
Better tomorrow
It has come time for cathedrals
The world is in?
In a new millennium
The man wanted to climb to the stars
Write your story
In the glass or in the stone
It has come time for cathedrals
The world is in?
In a new millennium
The man wanted to climb to the stars
Write your story
In the glass or in the stone
It is fucking time for cathedals
The crowd of barbarians
Is at the gates of the city
Let these countries enter, these vandals
The end of this world
Is planned for the year two thousand
Is planned for the year two thousand
Only among all we can make this a better place :)