The sun is motionless, the summer becomes crazy
All the boys and girls are going away with us
The song on their lips, the song of happiness
And the heart filled with fever, love and flowers
It is the lavender festival and I see deep in your eyes
That during the lavender festival a love was born for both of us
A love with the scent of lavender and a sky awaiting the blue
Because the lavender festival is the blue, the blue of your eyes
Comes the night, reminding me of the nights back there
The perfume is not the same, back there is mo more1
But be it jasmine or lavender, what I only want for us now
Are your arms as a garland around my neck
It is the lavender festival and I see deep in your eyes
That during the lavender festival a love was born for both of us
A love with the scent of lavender and a sky awaiting the blue
Because the lavender festival is the blue, the blue of your eyes
We shut the blinds, the dance fades
But your hand is in mine and I'm waiting for tomorrow
For the day to come will be reborn in our arms
It is life that starts anew for you and me
1. Those verses are a reference to the nostalgia of french Algeria, where Macias was born, the impossibility of coming back to their roots, and the new life of the repatriate colonists in the southern France of the seventies.