I would give away anything I had
To return to my childhood days.
I don't know what for we grow up
If this remembrance does not leave us.
On Mondays, mass on the mother church
On the little town where I was born.
Alas, my God, I was so happy
Back then on my little Mirahy.
Oh how I miss the little teacher
Who taught me the ABC's
Where might be little Mary,
My first love, where might she be?
I just like all the other children
How many pranks we would make...
Button football on the pavement...
I was happy and I didn't know it.