It was always the same, but we loved it anyway
The old fugue we played, the three of us
We were clumsy, it was tricky
The old fugue we played, the three of us
Eléonore would start the theme on piano
We thought it was so beautiful
That we'd forget to play, just to listen to her
She'd stop abruptly and look at us
From the top of her stool
She'd say, start again at fa mi, fa mi ré
It was always the same, but we loved it anyway
The old fugue we played, the three of us
We were clumsy, it was tricky
The old fugue we played, the three of us
Remember a violin got thrown on the floor
Because it was always the floor
That bothered Nicolas when he was flat
When the neighbors started to complain
It was snack time
Bye Jean-Sébastien, see you next Thursday
It was always the same, but we loved it anyway
The old fugue we played, the three of us
We were clumsy, it was tricky
The old fugue we played, the three of us
One day Eléonore left the house
Since then we've stopped tuning our violins
One after another we drifted apart
The fugue alone stayed
But every time I hear it, it's spring
It was always the same, but we loved it anyway
The old fugue we played, the three of us
We were clumsy, it was tricky
The old fugue we played, the three of us