Traducir a
In my garden
There is the post office
There are my friends
The cashier of the Felix Potin
In my garden
There is my dog
There is his niche
There is his wine
In my garden
There are the panoyeaux julots
There are factories, there are trash cans
There are the crooks from Rue de Courcelle...
In my garden
There are tourists, there are Martians
Ladybugs and cockroaches
Pigs and rabbit cages...
I would like to
One beautiful morning...
Let there be a flower
In my garden
Let there be a flower
In my garden
In my garden
There are planes, there are trains
Controllers in the underground
Highways and paths
There's my brother's bike
In my garden
I would like to
Let there be a flower
In my garden
Let there be a flower
In my garden
In my garden
There are deserts without tomorrows
There are old people, there are children
There are large fir forests
There is swell and drizzle
In my garden
There are millions of men in heat
And there are pretty girls who cry
In my garden
One beautiful morning
There was a flower
In my garden
There was a flower
In my garden
There was a flower
In my garden
In my garden
There are loads of idiots there.
There's no more room in my trash can
There is everything, there is nothing
In my garden
There are dormitories, there are spittoons
There were even crematoria
There are corridors full of portraits
People we will never excuse
In my garden...
There is the sea, far away...
One beautiful morning
There was a flower
In my garden
I haven't seen her
And I stepped on it...
I haven't seen it
I would like to
One beautiful morning
There was a flower
In my garden.
I haven't seen her
And I stepped on it...
I haven't seen it
I would like to...
