Serenata

Serenade nearly at midnight,

Guardians and thieves who come to blows

And the young people, alone

Are still romantic.

Serenade for the separated

And for the kids, alone and a little bit lost

Who fall asleep

Late with mom TV.

Serenade for government leaders,

If they sing, we will go further

For pensioners

A year and a penny more.

Serenade for black cats,

For old artists and the waiters,

For those who see love

Along the way.

Look out of the window, my beauty

I invent you a song and a poetry

And put your most beautiful clothes and let us go

A cat and an heart and you

What a company!

Serenade, perhaps a little bit cheesy

But it knows warm bread and it is rustic

As a sunday

When it was sunday

Serenade for journalists

With the ink still on the hands

Who have written at the night

And who already know about tomorrow

Look out of the window, my beauty

I invent you a song and a poetry

And put your most beautiful clothes and let us go

A cat and an heart and you

What a company!

Look out of the window, my beauty

There is a will of happiness in the air

Serenad, friend of the Moon

If you sing it, it will bring you good luck

Serenade, serenade