When the children die, they are all crying, sweet, sweet, sweet, with tears that are flowing, sweet, sweet, sweet. They didn't have the time to have enemies, they didn't have the time to be accomplices, they didn't have the time to be haughty, they never had the time, yes, but you and me, it's very different. You and me, we are no longer children, yes, you and me, it's very different, you and me, we have all our time. When the children cry, they are consoled, sweet, sweet, sweet, always by reassuring voices, and sweet, sweet, sweet. They didn't have the time to have real grief, they didn't have the time for revenge, they didn't have the time for hatred, they never had the time, yes, but you and me, it's very different. You and me, we are no longer children, yes, you and me, it's very different, you and me, we have all our time. You and me, it's very different, you and me, we are no longer children.