I put on my new suit and shoes that pinch
And I am already ready for quite some time
This evening is important because it’s the anniversary
Of the day when happiness dressed you in white
But I feel you’re nervous, on the brink of anger
So I don’t say anything, better to be careful
If I said one word, your damn character
Would tell me to get lost, and we would loose time
It’s 8.15 and you’re waiting for the dress
That should have been delivered this morning at the latest
To top this off your hair flys away from the comb
All seems tied together to make us late
If all goes along this way, the evening at the theatre
And the fashionable author we can mourn as dead
Good bye play by Anouilh, by Anouilh or else by Sartre
I don’t remember very well, but I have two good seats
Happy Anniversary!
Happy Anniversary!
Your dress finally arrived and you breathe a sign of relief
Me, to save time, I help you as best I can
All seems to work out but suddenly the worst happens
The zipper stops and is stuck right in the middle
We both are unnerved, we push and then we pull
Our fingers are entangled, we try so damn hard
That with a horrible noise, the fabric tears
And I see your hopes are changed into tears
Around eleven o’clock finally you are ready
But by the time we get there, the theatre is closed
Come, come we will go have supper, just the two of us
No, no, you are downhearted, you’d rather return
Through the streets slowly we walk in silence
You smile, I kiss you and you smile again
The evening is ruined but we are lucky
Since we love each other and love is the strongest (thing).
Happy Anniversary!
Happy Anniversary!
Happy Anniversary!