Viens dans ma rue [English translation]

When the blues goes round in your head,

come to my town, come to my street.

When friends and lovers are grumpy,

come to my town, come to my street.

There's blue sky awaiting in my street,

with a bouquet of sunshine on top,

and that gives a festive feel

to my street every day.

When you're down and your heart capsizes,

come to my town, come to my street.

Who knows, maybe you'll find

the love you need in my street.

There are songs and washing at the windows.

Come to my town, come to my street.

It flaps in the wind like on a celebration day.

Come to my town, come to my street.

There are kids in my street

who catch the sun to dazzle you

and do sound and light shows,

though they go barefooted.

They will be proud to parade behind you.

Come to my town, come to my street.

Maybe someday, together with them you'll see

the girl who's already waiting for you.

She's long been waiting for you to come.

Come to my town, come to my street.

The waiting makes the days drag like weeks.

Come to my town, come to my street.

And this girl, like a lost child,

loves you more with each passing day,

and she cries at her window

as they dance in the street.

Dance with her like all lovers do.

Come to my town, come to my street.

And then, as you dance, maybe you'll realize

this girl who loved you was me.

Dance with me, since you're the one I love.

Come to my town, come to my street.

And I'm sure you'll realize as you dance

that this loving girl is me indeed.

It's me indeed, it's me indeed!

• Artist:Mireille Mathieu
• Album:Celui Que J'Aime (1966)