The sky was too blue
When I saw them
They looked happy
Lost in the crowd
There was a funfair
And they went
It was the end of the week
Everyone was happy
And almost of them
The rides were spinning
The rides were spinning
To the rhythm of the fools
To the rhythm of the fools
The rides people were spinning
The rides were spinning
Breaking out
The laughter and the songs
They stopped
Near the wooden horses
There he spoke to her
Raising her voice
She started to cry
br/>As soon as he said nothing more
Then they continued
But the sky was gray
And ready s of them
The rides were spinning
The rides were spinning
To the rhythm of the fools
To the rhythm of the fools
The rides The ages were spinning
The rides were spinning
By bursting out
The laughter and the songs
Without them saying a word
Their hands let go
Without them saying a word
They separated
It's easy to   describe
But it is stupid to cry
That in a flood of laughter
Two hearts were drowned
And always
The rides were spinning
The rides were spinning
To the rhythm of the bloopers
To the rhythm of the seasons
The rides were spinning
The rides were spinning
Breaking out
The laughter and the songs
And near them
The manà The rides were spinning
The rides were spinning
To the rhythm of the clowns
To the rhythm of the seasons
The rides were spinning
The rides Ages were spinning
By bursting
The laughter and the songs
And near them
The rides were spinning
The rides were spinning
La, la, la, la

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