I recall we had projects for the Earth
For both Humanity and Nature
To tear down the walls and barriers
The old palissades from the Dung Ages
You had to see that
Imagine our hope
We let our hearts
To the power of flowers
Jasmin and Lilas
Were our divisions and soldiers
To change all that
To change the world
To change everything
With baskets of roses
To change women
To change men
With geraniums
I recall we had songs with lyrics
Like petals and corollas
That she was listening to while dreaming
The little crazy girl with her turntable
The fragrance
Imagine that fragrance !
Eden and its garden
Was for tomorrow
But the next day was the same
Yet the same old desire stands on guard
Deep inside every heart
To softly change everything
To change the souls
To change the hearts
With baskets of flowers
To hell with war !
Let's put love forward
With wildflowers
Ah ! How many things on Earth remains to be done
For the children, for the people and for the elephants
Ah ! So many things to be done
And I, to fill your heart with pride
I send you flowers
You will see our scarves and our jackets
And here are the stark colours
And even if Love is gone
It's only a matter of time
For the colours
The chords and fragrances
To replace the old world
With a garden
You shall see
You shall see the power of flowers
There is a pop idea in my songs
To change the souls
To change the hearts
With baskets of flowers
To hell with war !
Let's put love forward
With wildflowers
To change the souls
To change the hearts
With baskets of flowers
To hell with war !
Let's put love forward
With wildflowers
To change the -
To change the hearts
With baskets of flowers
To hell with war !
Let's put love forward
With wildflowers