Pour la femme veuve qui s'éveille [English translation]

Little yellow-skinned woman working

Her back arched

Soft woman living in the tender nights

Wearing China blue

Around the borders of Shanghai

She has to work

To feed

To feed her sons

And it's the same everywhere in the world

For the widow waking up

Like the one in Kostanay

Whose lover is only a detail

Died in a labour camp

Alone in the battlefield

Oh, unknown girl

Whose unbearable pain

Is unsupported

Baring her heart

That carries a deep cut

A deep cut

Little black-skinned woman grinding millet

Baby in her back, bent over a land

Barren and hostile

Daughter of the Masai people

Sweating while working

Keeping her smile on

And it's the same everywhere in the world

For the widow waking up

The enemy is always there

Closing their nets around you

Woman of Shanghai

Or of Kostanay

Of the Masai people

Widow to a failing world

Nothing can match your majesty

Ohh...