Route Nationale 7 [English translation]

Of all the roads in France, in all Europe

My favourite one is the one you can take

By car or by hitch hiking

Towards the coasts of the south

Nationale 7

You have to take it to go to Rome, to Sète

Be there two, three, four, five, six or seven of us

It's the road that's all the rage

The holiday road

That crosses Burgundy and Provence

That makes Paris seem like a little quarter of Valence

And the suburb of Saint-Paul de Vence

The summer sky

Fills our hearts with its lucidity

Chases away the sourness and acidity

Which are the curse of the

Hectic city.

We sing, we celebrate

The olive groves are blue, my little Lisette

Joyful love is here, it makes us smile

We're happy on Nationale 7

The holiday road

That crosses the most beautiful part of France

That makes Paris seem like a little quarter of Valence

And the suburb of Saint-Paul de Vence

The summer sky

Fills our hearts with its lucidity

Chases away the sourness and acidity

Which are the curse of the

Hectic city.

We sing, we celebrate

The olive groves are blue, my little Lisette

Joyful love is here, it makes us smile

We're happy on Nationale 7

We're happy on Nationale 7

We're happy on Nationale 7!