"les gens heureux"

happy people hold hands on the street
they sing slow love songs in the car
kiss each other whenever they meet
happy people hold hands on the street
their emotions are tender and bittersweet
and they wish upon every falling star
happy people hold hands on the street
they sing slow love songs in the car

when they wish upon every falling star
people in love have dreams which come true
their life is "love and peace" played on a guitar
when they wish upon every falling star
she is his princess, he is her handsome tsar
never knowing days others may call blue
when they wish upon every falling star
people in love have dreams which come true

never knowing days others may call blue
happiness brings them together in love
every hour is a gift of something called new
never knowing days others may call blue
joys and sadness finally shared, for they are two
flying high like a pair of faithful turtle doves
never knowing days others may call blue
happiness brings them together in love



les gens heureux
9 december, 2006
[2006.9.12…e]
Written in the Triolet form
Daily Winner of the Writer's Cramp


Author's Note : les gens heureux : "happy people"