L'enfant Roi

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