[INTRO : elegant piano, SOLO CLARINET] A Friday morning, a day with the taste of sun, After a grey Thursday, lost in the haze, When mountains look like magic boxes on the horizon, And you feel the city drifting in a great uncertainty. [chorus] On the Street of Secrets, silence reigns, yet there brews A cheerful plot of the wandering wind, For it has descended through rocks and the green forest, With a minstrel bringing sonnets as a gift. [bridge ] A herd of deer follows his lead, Blending into the backdrop of fir trees, And the light trembles when the wind sets off, Beating rebelliously toward streets scattered at random. [ outro] It is the day of forgiveness, when you can indulge, When the wine is cold and destiny feels like a game, A small world, an unstable universe, yet you learn, How even the damned find their place. [OUTRO ] [ SOLO CLARINET, SOFT SAXOPHONE , upright bass, brushed drums, slow and sophisticated.]
