Quan Érem Infants

When you wore trains, when I was a boy, there were no worries, never felt cold. With a toy we sought peace. You with your doll, me with the wild horse. Ding, dong, how the big bell rings...! Memories of good times come and go...! I was the captain of a pirate ship; I made it out of newspaper. Wearing necklaces and crowns, so elegant; you were a queen at times, or a humble captive. Ding, dong, how the big bell rings...! Memories of good times come and go...! It snowed at Christmas, we sang songs; mom gave us cookies and nougat. A glimmer of hope and we saw ourselves as shepherds, a burst of joy: blowing angels. Ding, dong, how the big bell rings...! Memories of good times come and go...! They were happy times. Only silenced by candies, anise, and playful games. We laughed and shivered, knew how to dream. We had our nest on top of the bell tower. Ding, dong, how the big bell rings...! Memories of good times come and go...!