[The women of Paris mourn their lost loved ones.]



Women

Did you see them

Going off to fight?

Children of the barricade

Who didn't last the night?

Did you see them

Lying where they died?

Someone used to cradle them

And kiss them when they cried.

Did you see them

Lying side by side?



Who will wake them?

No one ever will.

No one ever told them

That a summer day can kill.

They were schoolboys

Never held a gun

Fighting for a new world

That would rise up like the sun

Where's that new world

Now the fighting's done?



Nothing changes, nothing ever will

Every year another brat, another mouth to fill.

Same old story, what's the use of tears?

What's the use of praying if there's nobody who hears?

Turning, turning, turning, turning, turning

Through the years.



Turning, turning, turning through the years

Minutes into hours and the hours into years.

Nothing changes, nothing ever can

Round and round the roundabout and back where you began!

Round and round and back where you began!