Elle chante pour moi [English translation]

I love how in the morning

Sometimes while walking

This voice comes back to me

From long ago

This Egyptian song

That Oum Kalthoum sings

This oriental perfume

That you loved so much

Alone beneath the Planes

On the edge of the fields

I love how in the morning

I move forward by dancing

If life withers

And that it carries our doubt

I hear nothing more

It's her that I listen to

She sings for me

She sings for me

And I think of you, Amaria

She sings for me

She sings for me

And I think of you, Amaria

Amaria, Amaria

When will you return?

When will you return?

Amaria

When will you return?

Amaria

I love how in the morning

I hear other words

And then I see

Those warm summers

Tlemcen in August

And all of those boats

That I have taken without you

To live on my own road

(chorus x 2)