Derriere le station....
One french boy dreamt
Of the day when those birds flew
To abandon this land-colour
Of love disappeared to the skies
The darkness fell to the land
Of sorrow and darkness...
Derriere La Jardin....
One cute little girl shouted
And ran towards le station
To play with the birds: to sing
With the scent of flowers
Beauty of the moon,
Shine of the stars-- "Mon ami...."
She cried, wept till the rain would
Come to sweep her tears away,
Thunders bombed her ears: Light
Blinded her beautiful blue eyes: She cried,
"Mon Ami" Till that man appeared
Who looked at her and then at the sky
He cried too...
"Le monde, full of sufferings-Le monde
Let this girl smile, Laugh and play-- Oh,
Le monde, bring those birds for joy,
For singing, for dancing.... Not for me... I have suffered enough
But for this little girl:
Just for her....."
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