Je viens du sud [English translation]

I have in my heart, somewhere

A bit of melancholy

A mixture of barbarian blood

And Italian wine

A rural marriage

Pulled by two horses

A path in the mountain

To go and draw some water.

I have deep within my memory

Lights from old days

That a very old woman wearing black clothes,

Was lighting for me,

A house built with stones

Eroded by the sea

Above a cemetery

Where crosses are inclined.

I come from South

And by all the ways

I come back there...

I have in the voice, some nights

A crying voice,

A mixture of barbarian song

And of an Italian sky,

Some monumental waves of anger

Blown by the winds,

Some never-ending speeches

After lunch.

I come from South

And by all the ways

I come back there...

I have somewhere in my heart

Some melancholy,

The desire to put again on time

The clocks of my life.

A path in the mountain

When I will need water,

A rural garden

For my days off,

A house built with stones

Eroded by the sea

Above a cemetery

Where my dad lays down

I come from South

And by all the ways

I come back here...

And by all the ways

I come back here...

• Artist:Michel Sardou