I've received the heritage of love
one morning in the land of the cicadas.
Foolishness and wiseness travel
well beyond time,
well above oceans.
I've read and I've turned pages and pages
throughout my years, the foolish or wise ones;
for someone who wasn't put in a cage
it's a nice present
the heritage of love
[Chorus:]
And if my life translates to I love you
if my paths have crossed many torrents
it remains always a gypsy bird
a child of the springtime
I've received the heritage of love
one morning in the land of the cicadas.
Foolishness and wiseness travel
far beyond time,
far above oceans.
I've read and I've turned pages and pages
before I lay my baggage down,
I've seen the falling of many a windy thundershower
before I found
the heritage of love