I've got your heart which hits and beats
In my body and in my head
I've got images stuck
I've got heat waves
And something like pain outbursts
That flow into my veins
When I walk in my city
I've got moments (ie memories / images) passing before my eyes
From your foreign country
Where you're dying
Babacar
Where are you ? Where are you ?
Babacar
Where are you ? Where are you ?
I live with the look in your eyes
Since the day I left
You grow in my memory
Ah ah, ah ah
Babacar
Where are you ? Where are you ?
Babacar
Where are you ? Where are you ?
I've got words which hit and sound
And which hurt like nobody
It's as though life just stopped
I've got anger crises
About the third millennium
(I want) To break it all to rebuild it all
I was not without courage
But it was way too easy
To give you exile as a heirloom