Barbara Furtuna [English translation]

Oh Cruel Fortune, merciless destiny

It weakens everybody's hearts in our chests

To think about that freedom, past away.

So then, it came that day, of a fatal

Abandoning of pleasures for torments,

Oh God! What a sad day was this one for me!

Good Bye Corsica, so much beloved mama,

In separating from you without return,

Dies, dies of that (my) disconsolate soul.

Oh Cruel Fortune, merciless destiny

It weakens everybody's hearts in our chests

To think about that freedom, past away.

• Artist:Nana Mouskouri
• Album:Côté Sud - Côté Cœur (1992)