I like you

And you like him

And he likes me

And we all love each other.

We like to sit in the cafe

And eat and drink and talk all day

And watch the sun.

We like to read the newspaper

And talk about him and her

And who is getting along with who these days,

And when the sun goes down

We walk along the cobblestone ground.



He loves the city

With the bricks and broken bottles

And the pretty little flowers

As they grow against the wall.

He is dark,

He is tall,

He is the tallest one of all

Of us.

You are bright and quick and fair

And seems that you have lost some hair

But this is all right.

This is OK. We do not mind.

We write and fight and sing

And this is fine.



We drink the wine

If we get it free

And if he buys you a coffee

He can surely buy some for me

And one day we will work real hard

And get a job

And not just sit here

Writing letters

On this silly boulevard.

And everyone will know our name

And we'll be rich

Or we'll at least

Have some kind of fame.

We'll be brave,

We'll be bold,

We'll come riding through

Like knights of old.



The sun is like

A lover's hand

As it comes down

And touches you

Touches me

Touches him

Touches you.

And we have all got dirty feet

From wearing sandals in the street,

And we should all go home.

But still you will

Insist insist

Until each last one has been kissed

And each one is happy.

And when the sun goes down

We walk along the cobblestone ground.

This is OK. We do not mind.

We write and fight and sing

And this is fine.