Mon pays [English translation]

i don't know this sun

which burn the dunes with no end

i don't know another earth

but this which gave me a hand

and if one day, i get out of here

and pass the desert

to see from where does my life come

in which street was my father playing

i'm who was born near Paris

under all this wind,all this rain

i'll never forget my country

and if tomorrow, like today

i must make the trip around the world

to sing my hopes in the world

travel for immortal years

this is me who was born very nearn from Paris

even if i leave my friends

i'll never forget my country

so many graved memories,

classes and summers

so much love to forget

that i was born here

so much time passed

on the beaches of my city

so many friends to forget

that i was born here

i don't know this perfume

of mint and burned sand

but only the dust

under the rolls of the ocean

and it's you who find me a little mat

to this roads lined from the praries

a little very white coulour of eurphates

for those poems which i've taken

you're the only one that i forgot

like the star,honest at night

i'll never forget my country

so many graved memories,

classes and summers

so much love to forget

that i was born here

so much time passed

on the beaches of my city

so many friends to forget

that i was born here

as you,i wait for the rain

to tell him all my pains

exactly as yoy,i smile to him

when he falls on the plain

so many graved memories,

classes and summers

so much love to forget

that i was born here

so much time passed

on the beaches of my city

so many friends to forget

that i was born here

• Artist:Faudel