La Maritza [English translation]

The Maritza is my river

Like the Seine is yours

But there is no one but my father

Now, who remembers that

Sometimes...

From my first ten years

There is nothing more left

Not the most poor doll

plus rien qu'un petit refrain

Nothing more than a small chorus

From the past...

All the birds from my river

Sang to us the freedom

Me, i didn’t scarcely understand

But my father knew him

Listen...

When the horizon became too dark

All the birds were gone

On the path of hope

And we have followed them

To Paris...

Spoken: From my first ten years

There is nothing more left, nothing

Sung: And yet, with the closed eyes

Me, i hear my father singing

ce refrain...

This chorus...

• Artist:Sylvie Vartan