This evening, there is a ball in my street
Never before have we seen
Such gaiety, such a crowd
There is a ball in my street
And in the little bistro
Where joy flows freely
Seven musicians perched on a trestle
Playing for lovers
Who turn two by two
Laughter on their lips and eye to eye
Tonight, there is a ball in my street
Everyone feels a little emotional
Maybe we drank too much
There a ball on my street...

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN