On ira [English translation]

We'll listen to the sounds of Harlem on a corner in Manhattan

We will brew tea in the bazaars of Amman

We will swim in the river of Senegal

And we'll see Bombay lit by Bengal fires

We'll go scrape the sky underneath Kyoto

We will feel Rio's beat in the heart of Janeiro

We'll raise our eyes to the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel

And we'll raise our glasses in Café Pushkin

Oh how lucky we are

For the thousand colors of humanity

A mixture of our differences

At the crossroads of destiny

You are the stars, we are the universe

You are a grain of sand, we are the desert

You are a thousand pages and me, I am the quill

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

You are the horizon and we are the sea

You are the seasons and we are the earth

You are the shore and I am the sea foam

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

We say that poets don't have flags

We will create holidays when we have heroes

We will know that children are the guardians of love

And that every woman is a queen

We'll say meeting people makes for most beautiful journeys

We'll see that we deserve, only what we share

We will hear the singing of the musics from afar

We will know to give the best of ourselves

Oh, how lucky we are

For a thousand colors of humanity

A mixture of our differences

At the crossroads of destiny

You are the stars, we the universe

You are a grain of sand, we are the desert

You are a thousand pages, me, I am the quill

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

You are the horizon and we are the sea

You are the seasons and we are the earth

You are the shore and I am the sea foam

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

You are the stars we are the universe

You are a grain of sand we are the desert

You are a thousand phrases and me, I am the quill

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

You are the horizon and we are the sea

You are the seasons and we are the earth

You are the shore and I am the sea foam

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

• Artist:Zaz
• Album:Recto verso