[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!