L'enfant Roi
Noir Désir
The Child King
I only know one thing you hold
My joy, my pain in your hands
You are the breath, the connection
My child king, my magician
Nothing belongs to me
(But) to the south I return
Drowned in the heart of crowds
It's in your river that I flow
When all the golden bridges collapse
It's from your air that I get drunk
Nothing belongs to me
(But) to the south I return
The unknown territories
I travel through them, I include them
My country, my blood, my street
Are in your eyes, I have seen them
