Our old earth is a star,
Where you also shine a bit.
I come to sing to you the ballad,
The Ballad of happy people.
I come to sing to you the ballad,
The Ballad of happy people.
You have no title and no rank
But you say "thou" when you speak to God.
I come to sing to you the ballad,
The Ballad of happy people.
I come to sing to you the ballad,
The Ballad of happy people.
Journalist, for your headline,
You can write whatever you want.
We offer you a wonderful title,
The Ballad of happy people.
We offer you a wonderful title,
The Ballad of happy people.
You who planted a tree
In your small suburban garden
I come to sing to you the ballad,
The Ballad of happy people
I come to sing to you the ballad,
The Ballad of happy people
He falls asleep and you watch over him,
He's your child, he looks a bit like you.
we come to sing to him the ballad,
The Ballad of happy people
we come to sing to him the ballad,
The Ballad of happy people
You the star on top of the world,
Come down to us, you'll see us better.
we come to sing to you the ballad,
The Ballad of happy people.
we come to sing to you the ballad,
The Ballad of happy people.
King of seduction and jokes,
Gambling cruiser or nice little old man.
we come to sing to you the ballad,
The Ballad of happy people.
we come to sing to you the ballad,
The Ballad of happy people.
Like a chorus in a cathedral,
Like a bird doing what it can.
You've just sung the ballad,
The Ballad of happy people.
You've just sung the ballad,
The Ballad of happy people.