Je chante [Io canto] [English translation]

The fog that settles in the morning

The stones on the path

On the mountain

The hawk will rise

The first beam that will appear

The snow which will melt

Rushing to the sea...

The imprint of a head on a white pillow,

The waddle of the first steps of a child,

For the look which speaks, for a hand which will be held out

For the friend that you will meet

For all that, and what will come, I sing...

All the time, I sing...

For the children, I sing... for the lovers, I sing...

I run in the wind and sing

about my entire life and I sing

about spring and I sing

about my prayer and I sing

for those who will listen to me

I want to sing

Always sing

The little morning not yet awoken,

The first sounds outside, and the smell of coffee,

The elevator that doesn't work, my sleepy town in the cold

The woman from the café-tabac1 who will smile at me

The river water rippled by the wind

A little old man who walks lonely with small steps, and then the time which will pass,

The wheat which will ripen tomorrow, and the hand which will pick it,

For that, and for what will be, I sing...

All the time, I sing...

For the children, I sing...

For the lovers, I sing...

I run in the wind and sing

about the whole of life and I sing

about spring and I sing

about last night and I sing

for those who will listen to me

I want to sing

Always sing

To sing...

I sing... my hands in my pockets...

I sing... my voice rejoicing, and I sing...

about the entire life, and I sing...

The wind in my hair, I sing...

I sing... about my entire life, I sing...

I sing... for those who will listen to me...

For those who will listen to me... I sing...

1. A café which doubles as a tobacco shop which sells things like cigarettes, metro tickets etc.