While the grown-up people dine
Off lemons and chestnuts and oranges sweet,
With cocoanut milk for wine.
On the ground do we take our seat,
We're at your feet, we're at your feet."
Sometimes a line of children will form across the street and run, hand in hand, down its length, singing:—
"We have closed the street
And no one may pass,
Only my grandpa
Leading his ass