La Rue aux chansons [English translation]

It's the street of songs

It's the street of pleasure

Where, in all the homes,

Without rhymes, nor reason,

We sing in full voice,

Soon the sun rises

Everyone is happy

And each, in turn,

In the grey of the suburbs

Inventes the blue sky

That we never meet

The unfortunate loves

We love, we don't love

We kiss, we go

We sing, and then there you go.

You, the disenchanted,

That cry without reason,

To learn to sing

Come all to live

In the Street of Songs

It will tighten

A little bit of all

Something for three

And when there in two

Luxury and comfort, it doesn't matter us

Not much needed in the street of cicadas.

It's the street of songs

It's the street of pleasure

Where, in all the homes,

Without rhymes, nor reason,

We sing in full voice,

Soon the sun rises

Everyone is happy

And each, in turn,

In the grey of the suburbs

Inventes the blue sky

That we never meet

The unfortunate loves

We love, we don't love

We kiss, we go

We sing, and then there you go.

You, the disenchanted,

That cry without reason,

To learn to sing

Come all to live

In the Street of Songs

It will tighten

A little bit of all

Something for three

And when there in two

Luxury and comfort, it doesn't matter us

Not much needed in the street of cicadas.