Tabarca [English translation]

You can hear love songs in the night in Tabarca

amidst the gigues in the eyes when sleep comes

We dream of selling dearly our skin, in Tabarca

The skin of red coral and slim mermaids.

In the day, there's hard work to do, in the day in Tabarca

envying the lizard sleeping in the shade of the walls

In the day, we fish coral and we handle the boat

sailing on the cliffs of future rosaries.

Sweat, dried salt

hammer, anvil

torpor, torpedo

labour, habit

We're not angels by no means, we are in Tabarca

and if we came to Tabarca, it's not for no reason

but it is better to be angels or criminals, in Tabarca?

Is it better to be a dead saint or a living criminal?

And Tunisi is just a stone's throw, a stone's throw from Tabarca

And like a woman, you can smell her scent in the dark

And a school of shakrs tacks and woos Tabarca

Singing, beating the drum of your heart-pounding.

Sweat, dried salt

hammer, anvil

torpor, torpedo

Passion, unrest

We have pretty girls, we have pretty girls in Tabarca

but a decree states that touching them is forbidden

That's why pretty much all of us play the fiddle in Tabarca

We play the fiddle and make the macaque dance.

There is a large island, larger than this Tabarca

The king of Piedmont holds there corals and tunas

And so, this April, you'll see, we'll leave Tabarca

and when we reach San Pietro, I want to marry you.

Sweat, dried salt

hammer, anvil

torpor, torpedo

Magic, latitude...