It's the street of songs.
It's the street of joy
O?, in all the houses,
Without rhyme or reason,
We sing ? full voice
From daybreak.
Everyone is happy
And everyone, ? his turn,
In the gray of the suburbs,
Invents the blue sky.
We don't meet there
Unhappy loves.
We love each other , we don't love each other.
We kiss, we leave.
We sing, and then that's it.
You, the disenchanted
Who cries for no reason,
To learn? sing
Come and live together
In the street with songs.
We will hold together
A little bit.
There's enough for three
When there there's enough for two.
Luxury and comfort, we don't care.
No need for that in the street with cicadas.
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