Wake up, you, Kylian, don’t sleep
You have to see the wonders of the Earth
And, also, hatreds and wars
That unite men and women
In a false and deceitful love
When they get older.
By the walks of Life
Free with you I’ll sing:
This boy is my grandson Kylian
That takes me by the hand
On the path of the two hopes:
One, I’ll live with him
The other one, I'll dream with him
Until my life, by age
It is no more than vain.
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Isabel giving Kylian’ birth
Was a big universal party
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