Il se tourna vers Hans.
« On commence à calmer le jeu là ? »
Hans approuva et la musique se fit encore plus folle, plus riche, encore plus belle et mélodique.
« You say you want a revolution.
Well, you know,
We all want to change the world .
You tell me that it's evolution.
Well, you know,
We all want to change the world
But when you talk about destruction.
Don't you know that you can count me out,
Don't you know it's gonna be all right,
all right, all right.
You say you got a real solution.
Well, you know,
We'd all love to see the plan.
You ask me for a contribution.
Well, you know,
We're doing what we can
But when you want money
for people with minds that hate
All I can tell is brother you have to wait.
Don't you know it's gonna be all right,
all right, all right.
Ah !
ah, ah, ah, ah, ah...
You say you'll change the constitution.
Well, you know,
We all want to change your head.
You tell me it's the institution.
Well, you know,
You better free you mind instead
But if you go carrying pictures of chairman Mao,
You ain't going to make it with anyone anyhow.
Don't you know it's gonna be all right,
all right, all right,
all right, all right, all right,
all right, all right, all right. »
La dernière note tomba et tous se fixèrent sentant le poids du défi qu’ils allaient lancer à la foule les subjuguer. Synchroniquement leur main gauche glissèrent le long du manche de leur instrument et lentement ils enchaînèrent.
« I see a red door and I want it painted black,
No colors anymore I want them to turn black.
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes.
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes.
I see a line of cars and theyre all painted black
With flowers and my love both never to come back.
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a new born baby it just happens evry day.
I look inside myself and see my heart is black.
I see my red door and it has been painted black
Maybe then I’ll fade away and not have to face the facts.
Its not easy facin up when your whole world is black.
No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue,
I could not foresee this thing happening to you.
If I look hard enough into the settin sun,
My love will laugh with me before the mornin comes.
I see a red door and I want it painted black,
No colors anymore I want them to turn black.
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes.
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes.
Hmm, hmm, hmm,...
I wanna see it painted, painted black,
Black as night, black as coal,
I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky,
I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black.
Yeah! »