And the storm has passed
On the village still empty
The people arrived
It's the old dog that guides them
Somebody walks up to them
The house is pretty
We introduce ourselves a bit
Here is the child we leave to you
Say hello to the gentleman
He's got a thick hand
The woman adjusts her blue collar
How good we are here
But Nicolas, he doesn't want to be bothered
All that he's got in his head
Is that he wants to go back home
I don't want to stay here
And then it's the suitcase
That we open in the kitchen
The smell of cold broth
The black cat in the basin
The voices that rise up the wall
The bedroom is over there
Finally, it's the farewells
That go up your chest
[You] Have to be reasonable
We promised toasts
This night you'll sleep much better
In the middle of the big bed
But Nicolas, he doesn't want to be bothered
All that he's got in his head
Is that he wants to go back home
I don't want to stay here