Belle-Île-en-Mer, Marie-Galante
Saint Vincent, far Singapore, Seymour Ceylon
You, it's the water, it's the water that separates you
And leaves you apart

Me, childhood memories
In France, violence, lack of indulgence
By the differences that I have

Light coffee, mixed with milk
Separated, little child
Just like you, I know this feeling
Of solitude and isolation

Belle-Île-en-Mer, Marie-Galante
Saint Vincent, far Singapore, Seymour Ceylon
You, it's the water, it's the water that separates you
And leaves you apart

Like left all alone at sea
Corsair on land
A bit solitary
Love, I saw it passing by, ohé-ohé

I saw it passing by
Separated, little child
Just like you
I know this feeling
Of solitude and isolation

Belle-Île-en-Mer, Marie-Galante
Saint Vincent, far Singapore, Seymour Ceylon
You, it's the water, it's the water that separates you
And leaves you apart

Karudea, Caledonia
Ouessant, virgin of the seas
All alone, all the time

You, it's the water, it's the water that separates you
And leaves you apart, oh-oh

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