Because our skies are gloomy
And we don't have the sea over here,
We put the blue into our eyes
It's into our eyes that we lose ourselves
It may be because the sun
Forgets us during many long seasons,
But we want gold, just like Marseille
We put it into our blond hair
I come from a country, an horizon, a frontier
Which sounds like war, which sounds like eternal winters
And if you want to learn me,
If you really want to know me,
I am in every word, in every one of my gestures
A girl from the East
Over here, the cold freezes your body,
But the heat can burn you
Everything is intense and strong here,
We don't just do things halfway
And all those crosses, those trenches
Over here, we know what the cost of blood is
The absurdity of the fight,
When both sides fall down
I come from a region, a language, an history
Which sounds faraway, like battles and memories
The one who witnessed my birth,
The one who made me as I am
A land, a character, the one I remain
I am of the dignified people,
Standing straight in their silence
Oh, a word is a word, oh, a promise has a meaning
And if you're able to understand
Who I am when I love or when I hate,
I will offer you the straight, simple, sincere love
Of a girl from the East
A girl from the East