This is the story of Loulou Lapierre
An ordinary little mother
Who works part-time
As a chambermaid in a hotel
She endures in her little second
The sad life of an H.L.M.
And mornings always bleak
She is not twenty-five years old
And I have three children
From two different fathers
Who vanished into thin air
Leaving her in misery
Without alimony.. .
Happy Calvary!
Under a stucco sky
Between the beer crates
And the babbles of the waves
Happy Calvary!
For Loulou Lapierre
Who likes to say so much
That deep down, life is not that bad...
'Is next to a poor man
A poor man guy who's always packed
Who plays video games
Wiling away nothing during his days
He sleeps all his afternoons
And in the evening he leaves for a' and his friends
To do the rumba all night
He hates children
Besides, they get yelled at all the time
And he breaks them leads all the time
But when she talks about dumping him
What happens? beg her
Like a loser without pride...
Happy ordeal!
Under a stucco sky
Between the beer crates
And the babies beauties of the waves
Happy Calvary!
For Loulou Lapierre
Who likes to say so much
That deep down, life is not that bad...
When she on her journey
From her life filled with clouds
She comes to our house to drink herbal tea
Far from the noise and the chicanery
We laugh, we chat about our problems
We complain a little about the system
Which always favors the same people
Saying that one morning
given that we I love each other
We should go far away
And in a burst of laughter
A' always ends up telling me
That it couldn't be worse!
Happy Calvary!
Under a stucco sky
Between the beer crates
And the babblers of the waves
Happy Calvary!
For Loulou Lapierre
Who likes to say so much
That one day, we will get through this...

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