If you come soon,
You'll still find the party in the street,
If you come soon...
If you come soon,
A piece of an orange sun... The last sun,
If you come soon...
If you come soon,
Don't call me by my name, I shall hear you well.
The door will be open, the path will be free:
My house is the last one, right by the fields.
Don't call me by my name, I shall hear you well...
I'm waiting for you with the dusk, in our street,
If you do come soon...
If you come late,
The party in our street will have ended...
If you come late,
With night as your companion, by your side...
If you come late,
Flowers shall remain closed 'till morning...
If you come late,
How many words will not be said?
If you do come late,
It will be all the worse for me...