Un étranger [English translation]

It's a boy who drags

His lost soul

A stranger...

He slept on our lands

In the light

Of wheat fields

Like a bird without a cage

Free and wild

He sang

For the children, for the angels

strange tunes

That he invented

He left the city

At a leisurely pace

Without rushing

He took the road

That goes always further

His country is the earth

Without any boundaries

To stop him

His roof and his family

Are the girls

Who loved him

More than one each day

Hope for your return

Say, stranger, you pass

And you fade

At the horizon

And you seem to live

Like in the books

And the songs

But it's a lost soul

That you carry within you

Here or there

One loves you, one despises you

Whatever one says

You don't hear

Why do you want to pursue

Your right to live

So far from me

Maybe to take revenge

For being only a stranger...

La-la-la...