In the living room, an old theme starts to play,
A riff comes back, it feels like magic in a way.
From Grendizer to the Sunken Worlds we knew,
Memories rush in, like a tidal wave breaking through.

Minet’s voice wakes up our hearts again,
We turn to kids, and joy comes back the same.

We click, we sing, we laugh a little loud,
Mixing all our years, stereo spinning round…

Coucou-Circus, light up the memories!
In our playlists, everything returns and gleams.
Coucou-Circus, makes the family sway,
From the living room to the pub, same smiles all day.
Coucou-Circus…

Games everywhere, crazy-speed delight,
Even reversed, we still catch the melody right.
Friends echoes through the room gone wild,
And Little House comes running back in style.

We sketch in real time what we think we hear,
And the youngest ones start drawing near…

Cartoons, series, songs we replay,
We travel far just moving our feet that way…

Coucou-Circus, light up the memories!
In our playlists, everything returns and gleams.
Coucou-Circus, makes the family sway,
From the living room to the pub, same smiles all day.
Coucou-Circus…

The eighties running straight through our veins,
Modern sounds blend in without any strain.
A shining solo, street-rock in the night,
A little wink to Les Inconnus feels right.

Generations holding hands again,
One same refrain… one same old lane.

Coucou-Circus, light up the memories!
We sing together — a little sorcery.
Coucou-Circus, and time freezes tight,
We sing together… nostalgia shining bright.
Oh oh, Coucou-Circus…