I've organized a party
And this party will happen
Out of the city
But in a green garden that
That holds with it
The name of hope
Where we'll play a game that involves us
Its name is the game of... possibilities
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
I've organize a party
That holds the name of trust and hope
Where nothing has been decided yet
And where nothing is given by chance
Where love still exists
Where light still exists
Where peace still exists
Where everything still shines
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The disco-party is a healing
Everybody here screams their own name loudly
And they only care about living the present
And its name is the game of freedom
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Where there's only love
Where we make love also in groups of three
Where we love in groups of three
And where we love even in groups of more than three
A party where the sin
Is never tasted
Neither a single inhibition
Nor sense of modesty
No prejudgments or discussions
No... No frustrations
Nobody is disturbed
Or judged
Nothing is wrong and nobody is ever deceived
Whoever enjoys the pride of being who they are
In that garden that
Everybody has inside them
And the party is here
Where there's only love
Where there's only light
Where there's only peace
Where everything is always shining
Where love still exists
Where light still exists
Where peace still exists
Where everything still shines (at the party)
Where there's only love and we love
We make love, yeah
Where there's only love and we love
We make love, yeah