Heureux qui comme Ulysse [English translation]

Happy he who like Ulysses

Journeyed far and wide

Happy he who like Ulysses

Has seen hundreds of lands

And has regained again, after

Many years of wandering

The country of his youthful years

On an early Summer morning

When the sun sings within your heart

Then how fine it is to be free

Fine to be free !

When you’re better here than elsewhere

When one friend can make you happy

Then how fine it is to be free

Fine to be free !

With the days of sun and of wind

With the weather rainy and fine

We lived very content

My horse my Provence and I

My horse my Provence and I

Happy he who like Ulysses

Jorneyed far and wide

Has seen hundreds of lands

And has regained again, after

Many years of wand’ring

The country of his youthful years

On an lovely Summer morning

When the sun sings within your heart

Then how fine it is to be free

Fine to be free !

When your woes are over and gone

When there’s a friend to dry your tears

Then how fine it is to be free

Fine to be free !

Beaten by hot sun and by wind

Lost in its complex of salt lakes

We will live quite content

My horse, my Camargue and I.

My horse, my Camargue and I