Mon Frère [English translation]

I'm dreaming of my house

Our screams are making them glow

It's the harvest time

And the garden sighs

I left it there

My first distress

Our childlike laughter

The morning cold

And the steam like a cloud on the window

The cats are calling us to come outside

To a hut we never used to have

Litlle brother all this is well forgotten (2x)

I'm dreaming of my house

The walls were fading

I changed my house

but the memories are staying

Mummy who sang

under the autumn sky

And you who played with the leaves

And the evenings where we hadn't wanted to sleep

We had so much to tell

And the music which played under our bads

Litlle brother all this is well finished(2x)

lalalala

I'm dreaming of your house

Again I'm hearing laughter

A very small boy

It's like your laughter's been

Opening the windows a sent wafts in

Maybe it's from an apple pie

And the very first blossoms

It makes you sigh in happiness

Your house is going to be your country

Litlle brother all this is so not finished(2x)