Rien de spécial [English translation]

I'm taking off with no goal and no links,

and the rage that wears out to want

to forget, but I will not forget,

really, nothing's special.

A new life could begin

on a land that would be ours forever.

In my arms, my brother, in my arms,

really, nothing's special.

(Sing and fly free like the dove sings...)

(Sing and fly free like the dove sings...)

Give me the blue island which we dreamed of.

Call it freedom... Sing loud brother !

Say to me that the wind will not take it away.

That my life get away from the pain,

of my hand which make peace in our hearts,

and die because you loved me.

Really, nothing's special.

(Sing and fly free like the dove sings...)

Nothing's special

(Sing and fly free like the dove sings...)

Nothing's special.

(Sing and fly free like the dove sings...)

Give me the blue island which we dreamed of.

Call it freedom... Sing loud brother !

Say to me that the wind will not take it away.

Call it freedom... Sing loud brother !

Give me the blue island which we dreamed of.

Call it freedom... Sing loud brother !

Say to me that the wind will not take it away.

Call it freedom... Sing loud brother !

• Artist:Miguel Bosé
• Album:Mordre dan tons cœur (1997)