We're the pencils, here we come
Hard leads and soft leads
We supply everyone
As the makers of words.
We the pen-nibs now flow
Paint-brushes fine and strong
The Alpha-Bed to sow
All day, every day long.
We are neat Sharpeners
We keep pencil trim
From time to time doctors
Helping cards to keep trim
Don't you fret for that line
We specialists are here
To make your features fine
Make your handwriting clear.
Now here we come
Erasa, erasi, erasum
Eraser troupe, dainty group !
We're the accents made to fit
Just like a French hat
On all words we can sit
But bad words we leave flat.
We can make you folders
Of every shade and hue
Little plain grey holders
And flowered jackets too.
We're the scissor brigade
Booking game's guards
We tough truckers are made
Of corrugated cards.
Little secretaries
Typing paper so clean
And us the directories
The "Grand's Chefs de Cuisine !"
Today in harmony
We're all here to see
Gutenberg's jubilee
In our beautiful day
To thank heaven sing free
All together in symphony...
Pen, Cil, and Michael sang along with the whole crowd.
May we all blessed be
And above all Belbi
In wonderful land... Paper land !
Song interpreted by Michael Montesquieu and Frédérique Renimel. Today this song is sung in French, but soon it will be available in English.
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