A song was born
Listen
A song was born tonight
Tonight a song was born
Sound the drums and trumpets
Tonight a song was born
This song will drive you crazy
With its frantic rhythm
It will spread across the entire land
as a gypsy convoy
And it's like a throat infection
Because from now to the end of your days
You'll hum it and sing it off-key
Until all your bones will say
Enough - Enough - Enough - Enough
A song is born!
A city was born
Look
A city was born overnight
At night, a city was born
And maybe,
Since it was born at night
It lacks grace and elegance
This city is full of defects
It's a scandal, it's a disaster
Just look at all the architects
Writing about it in the newspaper
That it's not fit for residence -
That it's nothing more than some tin cans -
That the city plan has no trees -
That there's no room for moving or parking -
It's too young and it's too crowded
Yet still, children are born there
yes - yes - yes
A child was born!
A child was born
Listen
A child was born tonight
Tonight, a son was born
A son was born
Listen, a son was born tonight
Tonight, a son was born
And even though it's still night
And his face is still unpleasant
You'll see he will grow and become
Better than all other boys
Perhaps my boy will build cities
Perhaps my boy will write songs
But one thing at least is known -
That he will not let my name vanish
no - no - no
A boy was born
A city was born
A song was born
Tonight