Where have the flowers gone sun-children
   Your shirts are loud and your hair is long
   Now do you ever think we'll make it
   Something more than a uniform
  
   And we're almost there
   We learn to love and we learn to give
   And we earn the flowers in our hair
  
   Where has the vision gone sun-children
   Colours glow but your eyes are closed
   I swear I still believe we'll make it
   In your eyes I see your soul
  
   And we're almost there
   We learn to love and we learn to give
   And we earn the flowers in our hair my friend
   So take my hand
   One day is always too far away
  
   I wish we had the hearts of children
   Their eyes are wide and their love is pure
   But we only dare to say 'please love me'
   At the seventh glass of wine...