Je reviens chez nous [English translation]

It snowed at Port-au-Prince; it is still raining at Chamonix.

We cross the ford of the Garonne; the sky is brilliant blue in Paris.

My love, winter is upside-down; this is not the time to be outside.

The world is upside-down—we freeze in the south, we sweat in the north.

Make a fire in the fireplace, I am coming home.

If the sun is out in Paris, the sun is out everywhere.

Make a fire in the fireplace, I am coming home.

And if winter gets to be too much, we will hibernate.

The Seine has fallen back into its banks despite the heavy rain.

If frost is on my lips, it is because I stand vigil by its side.

My love, I am perplexed; the warmth brings forth herbs.

And I do not want to be alone when winter looks the other way.

Make a fire in the fireplace, I am coming home.

If the sun is out in Paris, the sun is out everywhere.

Make a fire in the fireplace, I am coming home.

And if winter gets to be too much, we will hibernate.

I bring back with my travel bags a taste that was foreign to me.

Half tamed, half wild, it is a taste for herbs.

La la la la la la la la la la la.

La la la la la la la la la la la.

Make a fire in the fireplace, I am coming home.

If the sun is out in Paris, the sun is out everywhere.