Candide: Make Our Garden Grow Songtext
von Leonard Bernstein

You′ve been a fool, and so have I
But come and be my wife
And let us try before we die
To make some sense of life

We're neither pure nor wise nor good
We′ll do the best we know
We'll build our house and chop our wood
And make our garden grow
And make our garden grow

I thought the world was sugar cake
For so our master said
But now I'll teach my hands to bake
Our love our daily bread


We′re neither pure nor wise nor good
We′ll do the best we know
We'll build our house and chop our wood
And make our garden grow
And make our garden grow

And dream a dream that never been dreamt
Though it′s a dream we found
The sweetest flowers, the fairest dreams
A love that's strong and grand

We′re neither wise nor pure nor good
We'll do the best we know
We′ll build our house and chop our wood
And make our garden grow
And make our garden grow