I don’t get it into my head
She says
Why in this scorching summer
We’re at the zoo gate.

There wasn’t a soul at the counter
Except the heat lulled ticketman
And before him a man and a woman
Arm-in-arm companion!

What’s the pleasure
Of staring at half-starved animals
Counting times in caged dooms
She fumes.

Don’t mind the weather
I tell her
Get it into your head
We’re here to be together.

Let’s find a tree’s shade
We sing in chorus
*Let’s go ahead
To rebuild a place
For two old lovers!