La maison où j'ai grandi [English translation]

When I turn to my memories

I see again the house where I grew up

Thousand thoughts come back to me:

I see roses in a garden.

There, where the trees lived,

now the city is there

and the house, the flowers I loved so much,

no longer exist.

they knew how to laugh, all my friends,

they knew so well how to take part in my games

but everything must come to an end in life

and i had to leave, tears in my eyes.

my friends ask me "why do you cry?"

and "traveling over the world is better than staying.

You'll find everything you cannot see here,

an entire city that sleeps at night under the lights".

When I left this place of my childhood,

I already knew that I was leaving my heart

All of my friends envied my luck,

but i still think about their happiness,

About the carefree way that made them laugh

and it seems to me that I hear myself telling them:

"I'll come back one day, one fine morning amid your laughters,

yes, one day I'll take the first train of memory".

Time passed and here I am again,

searching in vain for the house I loved.

Where are the stones, where are the roses,

all the things I liked ?

About them and my friends, no trace remains.

Other people, other houses have stolen their place.

There, where the trees lived, now there is the city

and the house, where is it, the house where I grew up?

I don't know where my house is,

the house where I grew up.

Where is my house?

Who knows where my house is?

My house, where is my house?

Who knows where my house is?