La rivière de notre enfance [English translation]

I remember a tree

I remember the wind

These rumours of waves

At the ocean's edge

I remember a city

I remember a voice

These christmases that shone

In the snow and the cold

I remember a dream

I remember a king

A summer that ended

A wooden house

I remember the sky

I remember the water

A dress of lace

Broken at the back

CHORUS

It's not blood that flows in our veines

It's the creek of our childhood

It's not its death that causes me pain

It's no longer seeing my father dance

I remember a lighthouse

I remember a sign

A light in the evening

An anonymous room

I remember love

I remember the gests

The cab on the way back

The perfume on my jacket

I remember so late

I remember so little

Of those trains of coincidence

Of a couple in love

I remember London

I remember Rome

The sun that makes the shadow

The sorrow that makes the man