Y'a de la joie

There is joy, hello hello swallows
There is joy in the sky above the roof
There is joy and sunshine in the streets
There is joy everywhere, there is joy
All day long, my heart beats, sways, and falters
It's love that comes with I don't know what
It's love hello, hello ladies
There is joy everywhere, there is joy
The gray baker kneads the dough with all his might
He makes good bread, bread so fine that I'm hungry
We see the postman flying off over there
Like a blue angel carrying his letters to God
Unspeakable miracle at Javel station
We see the metro coming out of its tunnel
Dizzy with blue sky, songs, and flowers
It runs towards the woods, it runs at full steam
There is joy, the Eiffel Tower goes for a walk
Like a madwoman, she jumps over the Seine with both feet
Then she says: 'Too bad for me if I'm sick
I was bored all alone in my corner'
There is joy, the tax collector puts on his jacket
Closes shop and says very softly, very softly
'Good day, today the quest is over
Keep everything, gentlemen, keep everything'
But suddenly here I am waking up in my bed
So I must have dreamed, yes, because the sky is gray
We must get up, wash up, get dressed
And stop singing if we have nothing more to say
But I still believe that this dream is good
Because it allowed me to write a song
Spring song, love ditty
Song of twenty years, song forever.
{at the 1st Refrain}