African Tour [English translation]

Our villages are getting far already

Some ghosts accompany me

There will be deserts, mountains

To be crossed until Spain

And then... Inch'allah

We have bad shoes

Money sewn into our linings

The smugglers must await us

The little we have they will take it

And then...

Is Europe well guarded ?

I don't know

Are the customs armed ?

We will see

If I am told, to each his home

Me, I'm fine with that, except that in my home

Except that in my home, there is nothing

No lounge, no kitchen

The children are chewing on roots

Nothing more than a square of dust

A mattress thrown on the ground

Above... Inch'allah

You might imagine

That I made all those kilometers

All this hope, all this courage

To stop against a fence

Is Europe well guarded ?

I don't know

Are the customs going to shoot ?

We will see

If I am told, to each his home

Me, I'm fine with that, except that in my home

Except that in my home, there is nothing

I don't know

We will see

Me, I'm fine with that

Except that in my home...

Half a scaffolding

I'm not asking for more

A mere nothing, a word, a gesture

Give me all you have left

And then...

I don't know

We will see

Me, I'm fine with that

except that in my home...

Our villages are getting far already...