Who never dreamed, even once only
Of impressive, long-lasting epics
Do I need however to go off far away from home
In search of adventure?
There are lots of volcanoes in Ardèche, my homeland
Elders use to say there are lots of elsewhere just nearby
Open your eyes and see
My request comes from the heart
I'm leaving just now, would you like to come
Over there it's like Iceland
Or at least like what I may know of it
Iceland, Iceland
What's the use of being less than 30
If my age does not fulfill my dreams?
Everyday it's a new life that vanishes
And will never come back, it's a shame
For a long time often, more often than I should
I believed you could only find
In Bab-el-Oued, Reykjavik or Ceylon
What you did not loose actually
That deafening silence, that azure sky akin to
What you burn when you reinvent the world
Have you the smallest doubts about it?
My request comes from the heart
I'm leaving just now, would you like to come
Over there it's like Iceland
Or at least like what I may know of it
Iceland, Iceland