Au Pays De Ma Maison
Mike Brant
In the Land of My Home
In the land of my home
Little girl, I left you behind
Despite your tears
I had to go further away
On a bright morning, the bird takes flight
Soaring towards the sun
But always back to its tree
It returns
In the land of my home
Little girl, I promised you
You won't have wasted your life
Waiting for me in vain
On a bright morning, the bird takes flight
Soaring towards the sun
But always back to its tree
It returns
The bird soars towards the sun
But always back to its tree
It returns
