There will be gardens, love and bread
Songs, wine, we will lack nothing
There will be sun on our foreheads
And happiness in our homes
It's a new era, revolutionary

We will have time to laugh and love
No more children will go to work
There will be schools for everyone
Only first classes, no more seconds
It's the end of the story, red after black

We will have our Sundays
We will go see the sea
And our brothers of silence
And peace on earth
But if war breaks out
On our ideas too beautiful
Might as well die for them
Than crawl without fighting

There will be gardens, love and bread
We will hold hands, all the less than nothing
There will be sun on our foreheads
And happiness in our homes
It's a new era, revolutionary, oh

A new world, you understand
Nothing will ever be the same again
It's the end of the story, red after black

A new world, you understand
Nothing will ever be the same again
It's the end of the story, red after black

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