Outro

And after this old time
A new one almost the same as the last one will come
But in the same way it will be extinct
The faces
The fashions
The norms
Will change

The young ones will cry out for revolution
The old ones for tranquility
The young ones will become old
The trees will change their leaves indistinctly
The spring will remain being spring

Shouts of change are heard on the streets
Shouts of change were also heard
On the streets of Sumer, Babylon and ancient Egypt
It's always the same shout
It's always the same fate
Always the same streets