Les parfums de l'Orient [English translation]

Tell me where do you live

Tell me where is at your place

Tell me, tell it to me quickly

Tell me, tell me, tell me

I have crossed the desert

I went all over the ocean

But i want a foot on the ground

And the other one on your bed

Tell me where do you live

Tell me where is at my place, yeah

Excuse me if i insist

You are made for me

If i don’t find anyone

If the door is well closed

Take in account that i won’t get upset

I will go through the roof, yeah

I have spent all my youth

Running after the wind [or: in vain]

I have an address today

And it’s yours, obviously

You want to know where i live

I don’t have a roof

I don’t have roots

I am everywhere at my place

My suitcase is very little

I could put it in a corner

As i want to become an artist

I won’t need anything

I have hidden in my smile

A little of my child’s heart

Of the sweetness of living

And of the Orient’s perfumes.